ThroughthecrossstreetsoftheKhamovnikiquartertheprisonersmarched, followedonlybytheirescortandthevehiclesandwagonsbelongingtothatescort, butwhentheyreachedthesupplystorestheycameamongahugeandcloselypackedtrainofartillerymingledwithprivatevehicles.
Atthebridgetheyallhalted, , wheretheKalugaroadturnsnearNeskuchny, ' , alongtheriversideandacrosstheStoneBridge, wereNey'stroopsandtransport.
Davout'stroops, inwhosechargeweretheprisoners, ' trainhadnotyetgotoutofMoscowandreachedtheKalugaroadwhenthevanguardofNey'sarmywasalreadyemergingfromtheGreatOrdynkaStreet.
WhentheyhadcrossedtheCrimeanbridgetheprisonersmovedafewstepsforward, halted, andagainmovedon, , takingmorethananhourtodoso, andcameoutuponthesquarewherethestreetsoftheTransmoskvawardandtheKalugaroadconverge, , liketheroarofthesea, wereheardtherattleofwheels, thetrampoffeet, , listeningtothatnoisewhichmingledinhisimaginationwiththerollofthedrums.
Togetabetterview, severalofficerprisonersclimbedontothewallofthehalf-burnedhouseagainstwhichPierrewasleaning.
"Whatcrowds! Justlookatthecrowds!...They'veloadedgoodsevenonthecannon! Lookthere, thosearefurs!" theyexclaimed."Justseewhattheblackguardshavelooted....There! Seewhatthatonehasbehindinthecart....Why, thosearesettingstakenfromsomeicons, byheaven!...Oh, therascals!...Seehowthatfellowhasloadedhimselfup, hecanhardlywalk! Goodlord, they'veevengrabbedthosechaises!...Seethatfellowtheresittingonthetrunks....Heavens! They'refighting."
