She insisted that he was a bad man, and that in the duel with Bezukhov, Pierre was right and Dolokhov wrong, and further that he was disagreeable and unnatural.

"There's nothing for me to understand," she cried out with resolute self-will, "he is wicked and heartless.

There now, I like your Denisov though he is a rake and all that, still I like him; so you see I do understand.

I don't know how to put it... with this one everything is calculated, and I don't like that.