BOOK FOUR: 1806
13. CHAPTER XIII
 
For two days after that Rostov did not see Dolokhov at his own or at
 Dolokhov's home: on the third day he received a note from him: 
As I do not intend to be at your house again for reasons you know
 of, and am going to rejoin my regiment, I am giving a farewell
 supper tonight to my friends- come to the English Hotel. 
About ten o'clock Rostov went to the English Hotel straight from the
 theater, where he had been with his family and Denisov. He was at once
 shown to the best room, which Dolokhov had taken for that evening.
 Some twenty men were gathered round a table at which Dolokhov sat
 between two candles. On the table was a pile of gold and paper
 money, and he was keeping the bank. Rostov had not seen him since
 his proposal and Sonya's refusal and felt uncomfortable at the thought
 of how they would meet. 
Dolokhov's clear, cold glance met Rostov as soon as he entered the
 door, as though he had long expected him. 
"It's a long time since we met," he said. "Thanks for coming. I'll
 just finish dealing, and then Ilyushka will come with his chorus." 
"I called once or twice at your house," said Rostov, reddening. 
Dolokhov made no reply. 
"You may punt," he said. 
Rostov recalled at that moment a strange conversation he had once
 had with Dolokhov. "None but fools trust to luck in play," Dolokhov
 had then said. 
"Or are you afraid to play with me?" Dolokhov now asked as if
 guessing Rostov's thought. 
Beneath his smile Rostov saw in him the mood he had shown at the
 Club dinner and at other times, when as if tired of everyday life he
 had felt a need to escape from it by some strange, and usually
 cruel, action. 
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