BOOK FOUR: 1806
5. CHAPTER V
 (continued)
"Well? How do you feel?" he asked. 
"Bad! But it's not that, my friend-" said Dolokhov with a gasping
 voice. "Where are we? In Moscow, I know. I don't matter, but I have
 killed her, killed... She won't get over it! She won't survive...." 
"Who?" asked Rostov. 
"My mother! My mother, my angel, my adored angel mother," and
 Dolokhov pressed Rostov's hand and burst into tears. 
When he had become a little quieter, he explained to Rostov that
 he was living with his mother, who, if she saw him dying, would not
 survive it. He implored Rostov to go on and prepare her. 
Rostov went on ahead to do what was asked, and to his great surprise
 learned that Dolokhov the brawler, Dolokhov the bully, lived in Moscow
 with an old mother and a hunchback sister, and was the most
 affectionate of sons and brothers. 
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