Talented people continue to leave rapidly. The popular publisher, TV presenter and gifted person died - Alexander Shatalov died. She was a versatile personality who aspired to new heights and left behind a rich creative legacy. On the Internet, citizens express their condolences on the death of Alexander Nikolaevich. He was known to many, if not as a publisher, then certainly as a TV presenter or poet.

Biography

This wonderful man was born in Krasnodar in 1957. Trained at the Moscow Institute of Civil Aviation Engineers. From his youth, he had an interest in poetry and literature in general. Since the age of 27 he has been engaged in criticism and poetry, publishes his poems and articles in the literary publication "Literary Review". The Molodaya Gvardiya publishing house invites a talented young man to work for them as an editor in the poetry department. For more than six years Shatalov worked as a journalist for the newspaper Vechernyaya Moskva.

He worked for N. Medvedeva and E. Limonov as a literary agent. In the mid-90s of the last century, with the direct participation and ideological inspiration of Shatalov, first the art magazine "Glagol" was created, soon a publishing house appeared on the basis of the literary magazine.

The new publishing house published, among other things, the works of the writer Eduard Limonov. One of these books, titled “It's Me - Eddie,” aroused a real stormy public reaction. The work was, it used profanity. Human discontent fell on Shatalov, as the creator and editor of this publishing house. Later, "Verb" released in circulation numerous translations of the works of foreign figures such as Stephen Spencer, Charles Bukowski, James Baldwin and many others.

Since 1991 he has been a member of the Writers' Union. In 2013, he became a direct participant in the Western Choice party.

The biography of a public figure ended at the 61st year of life. On February 15, Alexander Shatalov died.

Creative achievements of Alexander Shatalov

Alexander Nikolaevich brilliantly showed himself as a TV presenter. He very talentedly conducted book reviews on "Domashny", "NTV" and "Culture". Viewers could watch him in the "Graphomaniac" program.

Since 2010, Shatalov has established himself as a first-class script writer. With his light hand, such documentary films as "Matrona of Moscow", Nemuinsky monologues "," Oscar Rabin "and some others saw the light. In addition, Alexander was published in The New Times, where his articles were in great demand.

Many people remember Alexander Shatalov as a sensitive poet. His poems resonated with listeners. He authored five collections of poetry. In addition, he was engaged in the translation of poems of other peoples of the Soviet Union. Alexander's first collection was greeted very warmly, critics noted a very accurate psychologism in it. The first book was published by the Molodaya Gvardiya publishing house. The second collection was also highly appreciated by professional critics. Then there was a pause in his work, then, already in the USA, the poet published two more of his collections.

Literary experts noted that the latest books are strikingly different from the first, they are imbued with the ideology of cosmopolitanism.

Shatalov's poetic creations always found their listeners, and critics treated them favorably. The poems have been translated into Bulgarian, German and English. Also, works at one time received an award from the literary magazine "New World".

Health problems, death

Alexander Shatalov died on February 15, 2019. The first to report this news on his social network was the writer E. Limonov, who had worked with Alexander for a long time. No official information has yet been reported on the cause of death. As Limonov said, the departure of Alexander Nikolaevich provoked two serious illnesses.

The death of Alexander Shatalov was a real shock for colleagues. It is reported that he passed away after a long illness. Colleagues and friends note that they did not suspect anything about Alexander's health problems, he preferred not to talk about his problems.

Shatalov also hosted a program on the Kultura TV channel and was the founder of the Glagol publishing house, which published books by Limonov, Bukovsky, Baldwin and others.

Alexander Shatalov (Photo: Valery Sharifulin / TASS)

Poet, critic and publisher Alexander Shatalov died in Moscow after a serious illness, Eduard Limonov, a writer and leader of the unregistered Other Russia party, told RBC. Shatalov was Limonov's literary agent. Literary columnist Konstantin Milchin confirmed the death of Shatalov to RBC.

“At about 15:40 it happened at his house, my comrades immediately called me. I know that he was dying for several days and suffered. I heard that I was in a coma almost on Monday. Then he was unleashed, the priest came on the night of Tuesday to Wednesday, ”Limonov said.

Shatalov was born in 1957 in Krasnodar, graduated from the Moscow Institute of Civil Aviation Engineers, but became involved in poetry and journalism. He worked for the Molodaya Gvardiya publishing house and the Vechernyaya Moskva newspaper, in 2015-2017 he was published in The New Times magazine. Shatalov also hosted the “Grafoman” program on the “Kultura” TV channel, in which he introduced the audience to book novelties.

In 1990, together with the poet Sergei Nadeev, he founded the Glagol book publishing house, which published countercultural poetry and prose. The first published book was "It's Me - Eddie" by Eduard Limonov. Also in the "Verb" published books by James Baldwin, William Burroughs, Charles Bukowski, Evgeny Kharitonov.

“Alexander Shatalov was talented, energetic, in something special. Despite the fact that our paths diverged, I will always remember those turbulent and desperate years, when everyone was so eager for change. Sasha Shatalov was ready for a feat: at a time when not everything was possible, he was one of the first to return to Russian culture Alexander Galich, Eduard Limonovna, and Evgeny Kharitonov. We raised the "Verb" invented by him together, but Sasha was always one step ahead, one degree more courageous. Everlasting memory. I'm sorry, "- said RBC Sergei Nadeev, editor-in-chief of the Druzhba Narodov magazine.

In 2016, Shatalov said that he considered Limonov's autobiographical novel unique. “I was sure that Limonov's book must be published using exactly the vocabulary chosen by the author: it was absolutely adequate for the plot of his novel. There is one more, no less important book, it accompanied the sexual revolution in our country (if we agree that there was such a revolution in principle) - "Giovanni's Room" by James Baldwin. We must not forget that at that time there was still Article 121 of the Criminal Code - criminal prosecution of homosexuality. And it seems to me that the book I published then influenced the fact that this article was soon canceled in our country ”.

In the same interview, he said that recently he rarely publishes books, since, according to him, the distribution system for these products has been destroyed in Russia.

A few hours ago, news appeared in the media that the famous poet, TV presenter and publisher Alexander Shatalov had died. So far, no official information about the cause of death has been reported. This news was published on social networks by his longtime colleague and friend Eduard Limonov. He also clarified that two diseases were the possible cause of death. For many years Eduard worked with Alexander.

There are practically no details about the cause of death of Alexander Shatalov, it is reported that he was seriously ill. But even some friends, upon learning about this, were shocked, since they did not suspect anything about the serious condition of the literary figure.

For example, Anton Krasovsky said: “Wow. I didn't know he was sick. " Still, those colleagues who were close to the poet claim that Alexander Shatalov passed away very quickly.

Biography

Alexander Shatalov was born in Krasnodar on November 10, 1957. Until graduation from university, none of his friends and relatives could have imagined that he would devote his life to poetry. Shatalov received his higher education at the Moscow Institute of Civil Aviation Engineers. But he was not going to work in his specialty for a long time. In the mid-80s, the future well-known critic published a publication for the first time in the then rather popular magazine Literaturnoe Obozreniye.

Alexander Shatalov quickly reached career and creative heights. Also in the 80s, he managed to work as a correspondent for the newspaper "Vechernyaya Moskva", take the prestigious post of editor at the publishing house "Molodaya Gvardiya" and engage in consulting activities for the Writers' Union.

In his youth, Alexander worked as a correspondent for the newspaper "Vechernyaya Moskva"

In the 90s, Alexander Shatalov was an agent of Eduard Limonov, who was the first to report the death of the writer. Shatalov was purposeful and achieved everything he wanted. That is why, in the difficult times of perestroika, he managed to found the publishing house "Glagol", it was there that he published Limonov's book "This is me - Edichka."

This book caused a stir among critics, publishers and other authors, as the cover already indicated that the book contained profanity. The novel was not recommended to be read by minors.

Shatalov was engaged in consulting activities in the Writers' Union

TV presenter career

On television, Alexander Shatalov started out as an ordinary correspondent, but over time he grew to the position of a presenter. At various times, he reviewed novelties in the world of literature, namely books. He had a chance to work on the NTV, Kultura and Domashny TV channels. The most memorable program, according to which many people remember Alexander, is "Graphomaniac".

Documentary film

Not everyone knows Alexander Shatalov as the author of a series of documentaries that tell about the artists of the sixties. While Alexander worked as a presenter, he also took part in the creation of such documentaries as "Matrona Moskovskaya", "Oscar Rabin. Happy Way "," Erik Bulatov's Sky "," Nemukhinsky Monologues ".

Alexander Shatalov's poems are known far beyond the borders of the CIS, as they have been translated into many languages, some of them are English, German and Bulgarian.

His works were also awarded the Novy Mir magazine prize, and they were also published in a number of collective collections.

In 1991, Alexander Shatalov became a member of the USSR Writers 'Union, two years later a member of the Moscow Writers' Union. In 2013, he was admitted to the Western Choice party.

Famous TV presenter and publisher Alexander Shatalov died at the age of 60. The cause of death was a serious illness.

At the age of 61, poet, publisher and TV presenter Alexander Shatalov died. The cause of death was a serious long-term illness.

The sad news was reported by the writer Eduard Limonov, who worked with a literary figure.

“He was born in 1957 and could have lived as well. Alexander Nikolaevich Shatalov is now flying to other worlds. I don’t want to list the terrible diseases that brought him down. There were two of them. My last book, which he published was "Under the sky of Paris" - he shared in his microblog.

At various times, Alexander Shatalov conducted book reviews on the NTV, Kultura and Domashny TV channels.

Soviet and Russian poet, critic, publisher, TV presenter.

Graduated from the Moscow Institute of Civil Aviation Engineers (MIIGA). Since 1985 he has been engaged in criticism and poetry. The first publication was published in the Literaturnoye Obozreniye magazine. He worked as a poetry editor at the Molodaya Gvardiya publishing house, as a correspondent for the Vechernyaya Moskva newspaper (1984-1990), and as a consultant for publishing houses of the USSR Writers' Union. Was the literary agent of E. Limonov and N. Medvedeva.

In 1990 he created (together with S. Nadeev) first the literary and art magazine "Glagol", and on its basis the publishing house in which the novels by J. Baldwin, W. Burroughs, S. Spender, E. Forster were first published in Russian, Ch. Bukovski, as well as the first editions of E. Limonov, N. Medvedeva, E. Kharitonov, N. Sadur, M. Volokhov, A. Vasiliev, A. Galich and other authors. Since 1993 he has been conducting regular book reviews on television (Russian universities, NTV, RTR, Culture, Domashny). Author and presenter of the "Grafoman" television program (RTR, Culture). Member of the Writers 'Union of the USSR (1991), the Writers' Union of Moscow (1993), the Russian PEN-club. Deputy Chairman of the Commission on the Literary Heritage of Alexander Galich at the Union of Writers of the USSR. Since 2013, a member of the Western Choice party.

In 2010, he wrote the script for the documentary "Matrona of Moscow" (2010), as well as the author of the documentaries "Oscar Rabin. Happy journey "(2010)," Erik Bulatov's firmament "(2010)," Spring in Florence. Scenes from the life of the artist Erik Bulatov "(2012) (together with T. Pinskaya)," Nemukhinsky monologues "(2014)," Oleg Tselkov. I’m not from here, I’m a stranger ”(2015). “Alawite dissent. History of the magazine "A-Ya" by Igor Shelkovsky "(2018) in two series. A regular contributor to The New Times.

Creativity of Alexander Shatalov:

Author of five books of poetry and translations from the languages ​​of the peoples of the USSR. The first collection was published by the Molodaya Gvardiya publishing house (together with three other authors - participants in the VIII All-Union Meeting of Young Writers). In the preface to it, E. Eremina wrote that the author "is accurate in psychological writing, psychologism is one of the attractive aspects of his work." In her review of the book, F. Grimberg also noted the poet's psychologism and the increased "exactingness of the lyric hero of books to himself", other critics also wrote about this. The second book of the poet was also received quite well. However, then there was a long pause, and the last two collections were released in the USA. The American realities reflected in them, combined with domestic realities, allowed critics to talk about the cosmopolitanism of the author's position, which was strikingly different from the content of his first collections.

A. Shatalov's poems were translated into English, Bulgarian and German. They were awarded the prize of the magazine "New World" (1996), were published in a number of collective collections.

First, the literary and art magazine "Glagol", and on its basis the publishing house in which the novels by J. Baldwin, W. Burroughs, S. Spender, E. Forster, C. Bukowski, as well as the first editions of E. Limonov were first published in Russian , N. Medvedeva, E. Kharitonova, N. Sadur, M. Volokhova, A. Vasiliev, A. Galich and other authors. Since 1993 he has been conducting regular book reviews on television (Russian universities, NTV, RTR, Culture, Domashny). Author and presenter of the "Grafoman" television program (RTR, Culture). Member of the Writers 'Union of the USSR (1991), the Writers' Union of Moscow (1993), the Russian PEN-club. Deputy Chairman of the Commission on the Literary Heritage of Alexander Galich at the Union of Writers of the USSR. Since 2013, a member of the Western Choice party.

Creation

Author of five books of poetry and translations from the languages ​​of the peoples of the USSR. The first collection was published by the Molodaya Gvardiya publishing house (together with three other authors). In the preface to it, E. Eremina wrote that the author "is accurate in psychological writing, psychologism is one of the attractive aspects of his work." In her review of the book, F. Grimberg also noted the poet's psychologism and the increased "exactingness of the lyric hero of books to himself", other critics also wrote about this. The second book of the poet was also received quite well. However, then there was a long pause, and the last two collections were released in the USA. The American realities reflected in them, combined with domestic realities, allowed critics to talk about the cosmopolitanism of the author's position, which was strikingly different from the content of his first collections.

A. Shatalov's poems were translated into English, Bulgarian and German. Were awarded with the prize of the magazine "New World" (). Published in a number of collective collections. As a literary critic, he began to devote more and more time to television activities. Later he wrote the script for the documentary "Matrona of Moscow" (2010), and also became the author of the documentaries "Oscar Rabin. Happy journey "(2010)," Erik Bulatov's firmament "(2010)," Spring in Florence. Scenes from the life of the artist Erik Bulatov "(2012) (together with T. Pinskaya)," Nemukhinsky monologues "(2014)," Oleg Tselkov. I’m not from here, I’m a stranger ”(2015). A regular contributor to The New Times.

Bibliography

Books of poems

• "Direct speech", Book of poems, M., "Young guard",.
• "In the past tense", Book of poems, M., "Soviet writer",. - ISBN 5-265-01934-0
• "Another Life", Poems, Houston (USA), "Verb", 1996. - ISBN 5-87532-028-1
• "Poems about love and death", M., 1997.
• JFK Airport, Poems, Houston (USA), The Verb, 1997. - ISBN 5-87532-033-8

Prose

• "Box", M., "Verb", Book Club, 2009. - ISBN 5-87532-075-3

Poetic publications

• Literary collection "Star hour" (Bulgaria), 1987, a selection of poems
• Literary collection "Pregredka" (Bulgaria), 1988, a selection of poems
• Magazine "Zvezda", 1996, No. 7. A selection of poems
• Magazine "New World", 1996, No. 2, a selection of poems under the general title "Frost, confuse ..."
• Magazine "New World", 1996, No. 6, a selection of poems under the general title "Without a beginning and a reason"
• Magazine "New World", 1997, No. 8, a selection of poems under the general title "Family Photos"
• Literary anthology "URBI". 1996, S.-Pb., a selection of poems
• Literary collection "Portfolio", Publishing house "Ardis" (USA), 1996, a selection of poems
• Literary magazine "Neue Literatur" (Germany), 1996, No. 2, a selection of poems
• Magazine "Zvezda", 1997, No. 10, a selection of poems
• "Mitin Journal", 2002, No. 60, a selection of poems under the general title "Flower"

Critical articles

• "Tired of shouting, I'm good! ...", "Literaturnaya Gazeta", 26.10.83
• "War of the Worlds", "Literary Russia", 20.11.87
• "Against inertia", "Literary Russia", 27.11.84
• "Waiting for the deed", "Literary Russia", 01/25/85
• “I won't get tired of jumping along the road. Book review. "," Literary Russia ", 03.03.89
• “The truth about time. On the prose of Yuri Davydov "," Literary Russia ", 08.21.87
• "In the Mirror of Time", newspaper "Evening Moscow", 22.05.87
• "Imitators", "Young Communist", No. 3, 89
• “Both the house and the world. About T. Kuzovleva's poetry "," Literaturnaya gazeta ", 06.03.85
• “The Beatniks: A Case History. On the prose of W. Burroughs "," Nezavisimaya Gazeta ", 04.08.93
• “Ruruk Ivnev. Love before article 154 "," Index On Cenzorship "(London), No. 1, 95
• "The Last Unprintable Writer", "Index On Cenzorship" (London), no. 1, 95
• "A Revolution Delayed", "Index On Cenzorship" (London), no. 1, 95
• “A Novel with an Epigraph, Or A Family Portrait Against a Novel Backround”, “The Russian”, No. 8, 95
• Yearning for Books During a Time Of Famine, Moscow Times, 23.11.94
• "On the canvas of Rustam", Newspaper "Panorama" (USA), 02.03.93
• "The problem of choice", "Literaturnaya gazeta", 07.06.95
• “Swallow's school. About the book. N. Matveeva "," Book Review ", 31.01.95
• "My soul is tired and confused ... new books about S. Yesenin", "Book Review", 03.10.95
• “We need to be gathered in bouquets. About the book. R. Nureyev "," Book Review ", 15.08.95
• "Do not be sad! I'm only leaving for a century. On the Poetry of A. Galich ", in the book. "Petersburg Romance", Ed. "Hud.lit", L., 1989.
• “I will stay on this land. On the poetry of A. Galich ", in the book. "Return", Ed. "Music", L., 1990.
• “Something like love. About J. Baldwin's novel ", in the book. J. Baldwin's "Giovanni's Room", ed. "Verb", M., 1993.
• “Great tangerine. About prose Ed. Limonov ", in the book. Ed. Limonov "It's me - Eddie", Ed. "Verb", M., 1990
• “To be honest. About Ed. Limonov ", w. /" Aurora ", No. 8, 1990,
• “The beatniks. Case history ", ed. "Verb", M., 1993.
• “Purple like an iris. On the prose of Ch. Bukowski ", in the book. Ch. Bukowski "Stories of Ordinary Madness", Ed. "Verb", M., 1997.
• “Towards the clouds. About T. Beck's poetry ”. In the book. T. Beck "Clouds through the trees", Ed. "Verb", M., 1997.
• “Eternal youth. On the poetry of A. Purin "," Banner ", No. 1, 96
• “The subject of loving interjections. To the history of the relationship between Yuri Yurkun and M. Kuzmin ",
• "Butterfly. On the Poetry of D. Novikov "," Banner ", No. 11, 96
• “Five books about love and passion. Review of the book. new products ", w. "NRG", No. 9, 98
• “Fifteen year old men. On the poems of A. Anashevich ",
• “Alexander Leontiev. Butterfly Garden. Book three. Cicadas ",
• "Journey to the Land of the Dead"
• "Twilight of the Gods"
• "Search for Paradise"
• "Sphinx of Fashion"
• "Minion of a tragic fate"
• "A man of Cezanov's nationality"
• "The Other Russia of Mikhail Nesterov"

Interview

• Interview, "Book Review", 2002
• Interview, TV channel "Culture", 2002
• "Literature is always nostalgia", interview, "Nezavisimaya Gazeta" 09/27/02
• Conversation, TV channel "Culture", 2002
• "I am a beautiful woman, but not fatal", interview, TV channel "Culture", 2003
• "Tolstoy rules me", interview, "Ogonyok" No. 8, 2007
• "Millionaires - Modern Princes", interview, "Ogonyok" No. 10, 2007
• “Is Carlson a Glitch?”, Interview, “Ogonyok” No. 11, 2007;
• "Walking Library", interview, "Ogonyok" No. 13, 2007
• "No time for a fairy tale", interview, "Ogonyok" No. 14, 2007
• "Moiizdat", interview, "Ogonyok" No. 15, 2007
• "Before and after the Island", interview, "Ogonyok" No. 18, 2007
• "Along the NIL", interview, "Ogonyok" No. 19, 2007
• “I’m not an actor at all”, interview, “Ogonyok” No. 22, 2007
• "Thousands of books and buttons", interview, "Ogonyok" No. 27, 2007
• "The period of enrichment is over", interview, "Ogonyok" No. 46, 2007
• “I've never been a dissident,” interview, “The New Times” No. 27, 2009
• “Reading Choice Is A Matter of Dignity”, interview, “The New Times” No. 32, 2009
• “You Have Too Many Guards,” Interview, The New Times, No. 35, 2009
• “I was attracted by some unknown force”, interview, “The New Times” No. 39, 2010
• "Space by Eric Bulatov", interview, "The New Times" No. 05, 2011
• “I Wanted to Dress the Street,” Interview, The New Times, No. 42, December 12, 2011.

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Sources of

• D. Orlov, "And my life lasts ...", rec., "Evening Moscow", 05/31/93
• Davrell Tien, Glagol Takes Fine Literature Seriosly, Moscow Tribune, 14.1993
• Davrell Tien "Live, sex and Mother Russia", "Index on Censorship" (London), no. 10,1993
• Sonja Franeta "After The Thaw", "A review of Contemporary gay and Lesbian Literature" (USA), No. 2.1994.
• T. Beck. "Beautiful, twenty-two years old", "Literaturnaya gazeta", 03.07.96
• A. Kotylev, "Poems about death and love", rec., "Nezavisimaya gazeta", 06.03.97
• A. Purin. "Face under the mask", rec., "Banner", 1997
• A. Vasilevsky, "Drugaya zhizn", rec., "New World", No. 6.1997
• O. Panchenko, "Life is in a hurry to return", rec., "Friendship of peoples", No. 8, 1997
• A. Zosimov, "And Gogol, and Yesenin, and Aksenov", "Nezavisimaya Gazeta", 17.09.97
• A. Sumerkin, "Alexander Shatalov in three persons", newspaper "New Russian Word", (USA), 15.11.97
• G. Shulpyakov, “This flight will never be canceled”, rec., “Nezavisimaya gazeta”, 12/18/97
• A. Dolphin, "JFK Airport", rec., W. "Evening Moscow", 24.12.98
• O. Kuznetsova, "Education of Sensuality", rec., newspaper "Russian Telegraph", 12.02.98
• A. Gosteva, “A. Shatalov. JFK Airport ", rec. "Banner", No. 1, 1999
• O. Utkin "Forward to the box",
• T. Filippova "Magic Box",

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Then she vividly imagined the moment when he received a blow and was dragged from the garden in Bald Hills under the arms and he muttered something with his impotent tongue, twitched his gray eyebrows and looked at her uneasily and timidly.
“Even then he wanted to tell me what he told me on the day of his death,” she thought. "He always thought what he told me." And so she recalled with all the details that night in Bald Hills on the eve of the blow that struck him, when Princess Marya, anticipating trouble, stayed with him against his will. She did not sleep, and at night she tiptoed downstairs and, going up to the door to the flower room in which her father slept that night, she listened to his voice. He said something to Tikhon in an exhausted, tired voice. He evidently wanted to talk. “And why didn’t he call me? Why didn't he let me be here in Tikhon's place? - thought then and now Princess Marya. - He will never tell anyone now all that was in his soul. This minute will never return for him and for me, when he would say everything that he wanted to express, and I, and not Tikhon, would listen and understand him. Why didn't I enter the room then? She thought. “Maybe he would then have told me what he said on the day of his death. Even then, in a conversation with Tikhon, he asked twice about me. He wanted to see me, and I was standing there, outside the door. He was sad, hard to talk to Tikhon, who did not understand him. I remember how he started talking to him about Liza as alive - he forgot that she was dead, and Tikhon reminded him that she was no longer there, and he shouted: "Fool." It was hard for him. I heard from behind the door how he, groaning, lay down on the bed and shouted loudly: “My God! Why didn’t I come up then? What would he do to me? What would I have lost? Or maybe then he would have consoled himself, he would have said this word to me. " And Princess Marya spoke out loud that kind word that he had spoken to her on the day of his death. "Du she n ka! - Princess Marya repeated this word and sobbed with tears relieving her soul. She now saw his face before her. And not the face that she knew from the time she remembered herself, and which she always saw from afar; and that face - timid and weak, which on the last day, bending down to his mouth to hear what he was saying, for the first time examined it up close with all its wrinkles and details.
"Darling," she repeated.
“What was he thinking when he said that word? What is he thinking now? - suddenly a question came to her, and in response to this she saw him in front of her with the expression on his face that he had in the coffin on his face tied with a white kerchief. And the horror that gripped her when she touched him and made sure that it was not only him, but something mysterious and repulsive, seized her now. She wanted to think about something else, wanted to pray and could do nothing. She gazed at the moonlight and shadows with large open eyes, waited every second to see his dead face and felt that the silence that stood over the house and in the house was shackling her.
- Dunyasha! She whispered. - Dunyasha! - She cried out in a wild voice and, breaking free from the silence, ran to the girl's, towards the nanny and girls running towards her.

On August 17, Rostov and Ilyin, accompanied by Lavrushka and the messenger hussar who had just returned from captivity, went for a ride from their camp at Yankovo, fifteen miles from Bogucharov, to try a new horse bought by Ilyin and find out if there was any hay in the villages.
Bogucharovo was for the last three days between two enemy armies, so that the Russian rearguard could just as easily enter there as the French vanguard, and therefore Rostov, as a caring squadron commander, wanted before the French to use the provisions that remained in Bogucharovo.
Rostov and Ilyin were in the most cheerful frame of mind. On their way to Bogucharovo, to the prince's estate with an estate, where they hoped to find a large courtyard and pretty girls, they sometimes asked Lavrushka about Napoleon and laughed at his stories, then they drove off, trying Ilyin's horse.
Rostov neither knew nor thought that this village to which he was traveling was the estate of that very Bolkonsky, who was his sister's fiancé.
For the last time Rostov and Ilyin let the horses go to the trail in front of Bogucharov to drive the horses, and Rostov, who overtook Ilyin, was the first to jump into the street of the village of Bogucharov.
“You took it ahead,” said Ilyin, flushed.
- Yes, everything forward, and ahead in the meadow, and here, - answered Rostov, stroking his soaked bottom with his hand.
“And I’m in French, Your Excellency,” Lavrushka said from behind, calling his harness nag French, “I would have surpassed it, but I just didn’t want to shame.
They walked up to the barn, which was surrounded by a large crowd of peasants.
Some of the men took off their hats, some, without taking off their hats, looked at those who had arrived. Two old long peasants, with wrinkled faces and sparse beards, came out of the tavern and with smiles, swaying and singing some awkward song, approached the officers.
- Well done! - said Rostov, laughing. - What, there is hay?
- And what are the same ... - said Ilyin.
- Weigh ... oo ... ooo ... barking dese ... dese ... - the men sang with happy smiles.
One man left the crowd and went up to Rostov.
- What will you be from? - he asked.
- The French, - answered, laughing, Ilyin. “Here is Napoleon himself,” he said, pointing to Lavrushka.
- So you will be Russians? - asked the man.
- How much of your strength is there? - Asked another small man, coming up to them.
“Many, many,” answered Rostov. - Why are you gathered here? He added. - A holiday, eh?
- The old men gathered for worldly affairs, - answered the man, moving away from him.
At that time, on the road from the manor house, two women and a man in a white hat appeared, walking towards the officers.
- In my pink, mind you not beating! - said Ilyin, noticing Dunyasha decisively moving towards him.
- Ours will be! - Lavrushka said to Ilyin with a wink.
- What, my beauty, do you need? - said Ilyin, smiling.
- The princess was ordered to find out what regiment you are and your surnames?
- This is Count Rostov, squadron commander, and I am your humble servant.
- Be ... se ... e ... du ... shka! - chanted a drunken man, smiling happily and looking at Ilyin, talking with the girl. Alpatych followed Dunyasha up to Rostov, taking off his hat from a distance.
“I dare to disturb you, your honor,” he said with respect, but with relative disdain for the officer’s youth, and clasped his hand in his bosom. - My mistress, the daughter of the general in chief of Prince Nikolai Andreevich Bolkonsky, who died this fifteenth, being in difficulty due to the ignorance of these persons, - he pointed to the peasants, - he asks you to welcome ... wouldn’t you please, - Alpatych said with a sad smile, - drive off somewhat, but it’s not so convenient when ... - Alpatych pointed to two men who were running around behind him like horseflies near a horse.
- Ah! .. Alpatych ... Huh? Yakov Alpatych! .. Important! forgive for Christ's sake. Important! Huh? .. - said the men, smiling happily at him. Rostov looked at the drunken old men and smiled.
- Or, perhaps, it consoles your Excellency? - said Yakov Alpatych with a sedate air, pointing out the old people with his hand not tucked in his bosom.
"No, there is little consolation here," said Rostov and drove off. - What's the matter? - he asked.
- I dare to report to your Excellency that the rude local people do not want to release the mistress from the estate and threaten to reject the horses, so that in the morning everything is packed and her Excellency cannot leave.
- Can not be! - Rostov cried out.
- I have the honor to report to you the real truth, - repeated Alpatych.
Rostov dismounted and, handing it over to the messenger, went with Alpatych to the house, asking him about the details of the case. Indeed, yesterday's offer of the princess to the peasants of bread, her explanation with Dron and with the gathering spoiled the matter so much that Dron finally handed over the keys, joined the peasants and did not appear at the request of Alpatych, and that in the morning, when the princess ordered to lay in order to go, the peasants came out in a large crowd to the barn and sent to say that they would not let the princess out of the village, that there was an order not to be taken out, and they would unharness the horses. Alpatych went out to them, advising them, but they answered him (Karp spoke most of all; Dron did not appear from the crowd) that the princess could not be released, that there was an order for that; and that let the princess stay, and they will serve her in the old way and obey in everything.
At the moment when Rostov and Ilyin galloped along the road, Princess Marya, in spite of the dissuading Alpatych, the nanny and the girls, ordered the mortgage and wanted to go; but, seeing the cavalrymen galloping by, they were mistaken for the French, the coachmen fled, and the weeping of women arose in the house.
- Father! dear father! God sent you, - said the tender voices, while Rostov passed through the hall.
Princess Marya, lost and powerless, was sitting in the hall, while Rostov was brought in to her. She did not understand who he was, and why he was, and what would happen to her. Seeing his Russian face and recognizing him as a man of her circle by his entrance and the first words spoken, she looked at him with her deep and radiant gaze and began to speak in a voice that broke off and trembled with emotion. Rostov immediately imagined something romantic in this meeting. “A defenseless, heartbroken girl, alone, left to the mercy of rude, rebellious men! And some strange fate pushed me here! Thought Rostov, listening to her and looking at her. - And what gentleness, nobility in her features and expression! - he thought, listening to her timid story.
When she started talking about how it all happened the day after her father's funeral, her voice trembled. She turned away and then, as if afraid that Rostov might take her word for a desire to pity him, she looked at him inquiringly, frightened. Rostov had tears in his eyes. Princess Marya noticed this and looked gratefully at Rostov with that radiant look of hers, which made him forget the ugliness of her face.
“I cannot express, princess, how happy I am that I accidentally dropped in here and will be able to show you my readiness,” said Rostov, getting up. “If you please go, and I answer you with my honor that not a single person will dare to make you a nuisance, if you only allow me to escort you,” and, bowing respectfully, as one bows to the ladies of royal blood, he went to the door.
By the deference of his tone, Rostov seemed to show that, despite the fact that he would have considered his acquaintance with her a fortune, he did not want to use the occasion of her misfortune to draw closer to her.
Princess Marya understood and appreciated this tone.
“I am very, very grateful to you,” the princess told him in French, “but I hope that it was all just a misunderstanding and that no one is to blame for that. - The princess suddenly burst into tears. “Excuse me,” she said.
Rostov, frowning, bowed deeply once more and left the room.

- Well, dear? No, brother, my pink darling, and their name is Dunyasha ... - But, looking at Rostov's face, Ilyin fell silent. He saw that his hero and commander was in a completely different order of thought.
Rostov glanced angrily at Ilyin and, without answering him, walked with quick steps towards the village.
- I'll show them, I'll ask them, robbers! He said to himself.
Alpatych, with a swimming step, so as not to run, barely caught up with Rostov at a trot.
- What decision did you take? He said, catching up with him.
Rostov stopped and, clenching his fists, suddenly advanced menacingly towards Alpatych.
- Solution? What's the solution? Old bastard! He shouted at him. - What are you looking at? A? The guys are rebelling, but you can't cope? You yourself are a traitor. I know you, I will skin everyone ... - And, as if afraid to waste the stock of his fervor, he left Alpatych and quickly walked forward. Alpatych, suppressing the feeling of insult, kept up with Rostov with a swimming step and continued to communicate his thoughts to him. He said that the men were rigid, that at the present moment it was unwise to oppose them without a military command, that it would not have been better to send for the command first.
“I will give them a military command ... I will fight them,” Nikolai said senselessly, gasping for breath from an unreasonable animal anger and the need to pour out this anger. Not realizing what he would do, unconsciously, with a quick, decisive step, he moved towards the crowd. And the closer he moved to her, the more Alpatych felt that his unreasonable act could produce good results. The peasants of the crowd felt the same, looking at his quick and firm gait and decisive, frowning face.
After the hussars entered the village and Rostov went to the princess, confusion and discord occurred in the crowd. Some men began to say that these newcomers were Russians and no matter how offended they were that they would not let the young lady go. The drone was of the same opinion; but as soon as he expressed it, Karp and other men attacked the former headman.
- How many years have you eaten the world? - Karp shouted at him. - You are all one! You will dig a jug, take it away, what, ruin our houses, or not?
- It has been said that there should be order, no one should go from the houses, so as not to take out the blue of gunpowder - that's all there is! Shouted another.
- There was a queue for your son, and you probably took pity on your irony, - the little old man suddenly spoke quickly, attacking Dron, - and shaved my Vanka. Eh, we will die!
- Then we will die!
“I’m not a refusal to the world,” said Dron.
- That is not a refusal, he has grown a belly! ..
Two long men said their own thing. As soon as Rostov, accompanied by Ilyin, Lavrushka and Alpatych, approached the crowd, Karp, putting his fingers behind his sash, slightly smiling, stepped forward. The drone, on the other hand, entered the back rows, and the crowd moved closer together.
- Hey! who is your headman here? - Rostov shouted, going up to the crowd with a brisk step.
- Headman then? What do you need? .. - asked Karp. But before he had time to finish, the cap flew off him and his head shook to the side from the strong blow.
- Hats down, traitors! - shouted the full-blooded voice of Rostov. - Where is the headman? He shouted in a frantic voice.
- The headman, the headman calls ... Dron Zakharych, you, - hurriedly obedient voices were heard here and there, and the caps began to be removed from their heads.
`` We can't rebel, we keep order, '' Karp said, and several voices from behind suddenly spoke up at the same instant:
- As the old men grumbled, there are a lot of you bosses ...
- Talk? .. Riot! .. Robbers! Traitors! - meaninglessly, Rostov yelled not in his own voice, grabbing Karp by the yurt. - Knit it, knit it! - he shouted, although there was no one to knit him, except for Lavrushka and Alpatych.
Lavrushka, however, ran up to Karp and grabbed his arms from behind.
- Will you order our people from under the mountain to click? He shouted.
Alpatych turned to the men, calling two by name to knit Karp. The men obediently left the crowd and began to unbelieve themselves.
- Where is the headman? - shouted Rostov.