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Having thanked Anna Pavlovna for her charming soiree, the guests began to take their leave.

Pierre was ungainly.

Stout, about the average height, broad, with huge red hands; he did not know, as the saying is, how to enter a drawing room and still less how to leave one; that is, how to say something particularly agreeable before going away.

Besides this he was absent-minded.

When he rose to go, he took up instead of his own, the general's three-cornered hat, and held it, pulling at the plume, till the general asked him to restore it.

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