1 Dolokhov could play all games and nearly always won.
2 Dolokhov was a man of small means and no connections.
3 Dolokhov was of medium height, with curly hair and light-blue eyes.
4 "Take it right out, or they'll think I'm holding on," said Dolokhov.
5 Dolokhov, the bottle of rum still in his hand, jumped onto the window sill.
6 Dolokhov's back in his white shirt, and his curly head, were lit up from both sides.
7 Dolokhov turned round and, again holding on with both hands, arranged himself on his seat.
8 Both Kuragin and Dolokhov were at that time notorious among the rakes and scapegraces of Petersburg.
9 One man, older than the others present, suddenly pushed forward with a scared and angry look and wanted to seize hold of Dolokhov's shirt.
10 Anatole did not release him, and though he kept nodding to show that he understood, Anatole went on translating Dolokhov's words into English.
11 Placing the bottle on the window sill where he could reach it easily, Dolokhov climbed carefully and slowly through the window and lowered his legs.
12 One of the footmen who had stooped to pick up some broken glass remained in that position without taking his eyes from the window and from Dolokhov's back.
13 Dolokhov was holding the Englishman's hand and clearly and distinctly repeating the terms of the bet, addressing himself particularly to Anatole and Pierre.
14 "First-rate," said Pierre, looking at Dolokhov, who with a bottle of rum in his hand was approaching the window, from which the light of the sky, the dawn merging with the afterglow of sunset, was visible.
15 Yet, though Anatole spent tens of thousands of rubles, Dolokhov lived with him and had placed himself on such a footing that all who knew them, including Anatole himself, respected him more than they did Anatole.
16 Dolokhov still sat in the same position, only his head was thrown further back till his curly hair touched his shirt collar, and the hand holding the bottle was lifted higher and higher and trembled with the effort.
17 Anatole kept on refilling Pierre's glass while explaining that Dolokhov was betting with Stevens, an English naval officer, that he would drink a bottle of rum sitting on the outer ledge of the third floor window with his legs hanging out.
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