1 She screamed and fell unconscious on his shoulder.
2 He patted her on the shoulder and himself closed the door after her.
3 To Pierre he said nothing, merely giving his arm a sympathetic squeeze below the shoulder.
4 Well, my boy, the old prince went on, addressing his son and patting Pierre on the shoulder.
5 Then the Russian ambassador took him by the shoulder, led him to the window, and began to talk to him.
6 He tried to get away from them, but they would not for an instant let his shoulder move a hair's breadth.
7 Late that night, when all had separated, Denisov with his short hand patted his favorite, Rostov, on the shoulder.
8 He cautiously released the shoulder she leaned on, looked into her face, and carefully placed her in an easy chair.
9 But the soldiers, crowded together shoulder to shoulder, their bayonets interlocking, moved over the bridge in a dense mass.
10 Denisov patted him on the shoulder and began rapidly pacing the room without looking at Rostov, as was his way at moments of deep feeling.
11 The man was wearing a bluish coat of broadcloth, he had no knapsack or cap, his head was bandaged, and over his shoulder a French munition pouch was slung.
12 "Papa, we shall be late," said Princess Helene, turning her beautiful head and looking over her classically molded shoulder as she stood waiting by the door.
13 On seeing Rostov, Denisov screwed up his face and pointing over his shoulder with his thumb to the room where Telyanin was sitting, he frowned and gave a shudder of disgust.
14 Nesvitski looked round and saw, some fifteen paces away but separated by the living mass of moving infantry, Vaska Denisov, red and shaggy, with his cap on the back of his black head and a cloak hanging jauntily over his shoulder.
15 He had no lambskin cap on his head, nor had he a loaded whip over his shoulder, as when Rostov had seen him on the eve of the battle of Austerlitz, but wore a tight new uniform with Russian and foreign Orders, and the Star of St. George on his left breast.
16 After a while he re-entered it as if to snuff the candles, and, seeing the prince was lying on the sofa, looked at him, noticed his perturbed face, shook his head, and going up to him silently kissed him on the shoulder and left the room without snuffing the candles or saying why he had entered.
17 Looking on the bridge he saw equally uniform living waves of soldiers, shoulder straps, covered shakos, knapsacks, bayonets, long muskets, and, under the shakos, faces with broad cheekbones, sunken cheeks, and listless tired expressions, and feet that moved through the sticky mud that covered the planks of the bridge.
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