"You don't mind your honor?" he asked Tushin.

" I've lost my company, your honor.

I don't know where... such bad luck!" With the soldier, an infantry officer with a bandaged cheek came up to the bonfire, and addressing Tushin asked him to have the guns moved a trifle to let a wagon go past.

After he had gone, two soldiers rushed to the campfire.

They were quarreling and fighting desperately, each trying to snatch from the other a boot they were both holding on to.