Rostov was therefore unpleasantly struck by the presence of French officers in Boris' lodging, dressed in uniforms he had been accustomed to see from quite a different point of view from the outposts of the flank.

As soon as he noticed a French officer, who thrust his head out of the door, that warlike feeling of hostility which he always experienced at the sight of the enemy suddenly seized him.

He stopped at the threshold and asked in Russian whether Drubetskoy lived there.

Boris, hearing a strange voice in the anteroom, came out to meet him.