Theofficers，asusual，livedintwosandthreesintheroofless，half—ruinedhouses。Theseniorstriedtocollectstrawandpotatoesand，ingeneral，foodforthemen。Theyoungeronesoccupiedthemselvesasbefore，someplayingcardstherewasplentyofmoney，thoughtherewasnofood，somewithmoreinnocentgames，suchasquoitsandskittles。Thegeneraltrendofthecampaignwasrarelyspokenof，partlybecausenothingcertainwasknownaboutit，partlybecausetherewasavaguefeelingthatinthemainitwasgoingbadly。
Rostovlived，asbefore，withDenisov，andsincetheirfurloughtheyhadbecomemorefriendlythanever。DenisovneverspokeofRostov’sfamily，butbythetenderfriendshiphiscommandershowedhim，Rostovfeltthattheelderhussar’slucklessloveforNatashaplayedapartinstrengtheningtheirfriendship。DenisovevidentlytriedtoexposeRostovtodangerasseldomaspossible，andafteranactiongreetedhissafereturnwithevidentjoy。Ononeofhisforagingexpeditions，inadesertedandruinedvillagetowhichhehadcomeinsearchofprovisions，RostovfoundafamilyconsistingofanoldPoleandhisdaughterwithaninfantinarms。Theywerehalfclad，hungry，tooweaktogetawayonfootandhadnomeansofobtainingaconveyance。Rostovbroughtthemtohisquarters，placedtheminhisownlodging，andkeptthemforsomeweekswhiletheoldmanwasrecovering。Oneofhiscomrades，talkingofwomen，beganchaffingRostov，sayingthathewasmorewilythananyofthemandthatitwouldnotbeabadthingifheintroducedtothemtheprettyPolishgirlhehadsaved。Rostovtookthejokeasaninsult，flaredup，andsaidsuchunpleasantthingstotheofficerthatitwasallDenisovcoulddotopreventaduel。Whentheofficerhadgoneaway，Denisov，whodidnothimselfknowwhatRostov’srelationswiththePolishgirlmightbe，begantoupbraidhimforhisquicknessoftemper，andRostovreplied：
"Saywhatyoulike……Sheislikeasistertome，andIcan’ttellyouhowitoffendedme……because……well，forthatreason……"
DenisovpattedhimontheshoulderandbeganrapidlypacingtheroomwithoutlookingatRostov，aswashiswayatmomentsofdeepfeeling。
"Ah，whatamadbweedyouWostovsare！"hemuttered，andRostovnoticedtearsinhiseyes。
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InAprilthetroopswereenlivenedbynewsoftheEmperor’sarrival，butRostovhadnochanceofbeingpresentatthereviewheheldatBartenstein，asthePavlogradswereattheoutpostsfarbeyondthatplace。
Theywerebivouacking。DenisovandRostovwerelivinginanearthhut，dugoutforthembythesoldiersandroofedwithbranchesandturf。Thehutwasmadeinthefollowingmanner，whichhadthencomeintovogue。Atrenchwasdugthreeandahalffeetwide，fourfeeteightinchesdeep，andeightfeetlong。Atoneendofthetrench，stepswerecutoutandtheseformedtheentranceandvestibule。Thetrenchitselfwastheroom，inwhichtheluckyones，suchasthesquadroncommander，hadaboard，lyingonpilesattheendoppositetheentrance，toserveasatable。Oneachsideofthetrench，theearthwascutouttoabreadthofabouttwoandahalffeet，andthisdiddutyforbedsteadsandcouches。Theroofwassoconstructedthatonecouldstandupinthemiddleofthetrenchandcouldevensituponthebedsifonedrewclosetothetable。Denisov，whowaslivingluxuriouslybecausethesoldiersofhissquadronlikedhim，hadalsoaboardintheroofatthefartherend，withapieceofbrokenbutmendedglassinitforawindow。Whenitwasverycold，embersfromthesoldiers’campfirewereplacedonabentsheetofirononthestepsinthe"receptionroom"—asDenisovcalledthatpartofthehut—
anditwasthensowarmthattheofficers，ofwhomtherewerealwayssomewithDenisovandRostov，satintheirshirtsleeves。
InApril，Rostovwasonorderlyduty。Onemorning，betweensevenandeight，returningafterasleeplessnight，hesentforembers，changedhisrain—soakedunderclothes，saidhisprayers，dranktea，gotwarm，thentidiedupthethingsonthetableandinhisowncorner，and，hisfaceglowingfromexposuretothewindandwithnothingonbuthisshirt，laydownonhisback，puttinghisarmsunderhishead。Hewaspleasantlyconsideringtheprobabilityofbeingpromotedinafewdaysforhislastreconnoiteringexpedition，andwasawaitingDenisov，whohadgoneoutsomewhereandwithwhomhewantedatalk。
SuddenlyheheardDenisovshoutinginavibratingvoicebehindthehut，evidentlymuchexcited。Rostovmovedtothewindowtoseewhomhewasspeakingto，andsawthequartermaster，Topcheenko。
"IorderedyounottoletthemthatMashkawootstuff！"Denisovwasshouting。"AndIsawwithmyowneyeshowLazarchukbwoughtsomefwomthefields。"
"Ihavegiventheorderagainandagain，yourhonor，buttheydon’tobey，"answeredthequartermaster。
Rostovlaydownagainonhisbedandthoughtcomplacently："Lethimfussandbustlenow，myjob’sdoneandI’mlyingdown—capitally！"
HecouldhearthatLavrushka—thatsly，boldorderlyofDenisov’s—wastalking，aswellasthequartermaster。Lavrushkawassayingsomethingaboutloadedwagons，biscuits，andoxenhehadseenwhenhehadgoneoutforprovisions。
ThenDenisov’svoicewasheardshoutingfartherandfartheraway。
"Saddle！Secondplatoon！"
"Wherearetheyofftonow？"thoughtRostov。
Fiveminuteslater，Denisovcameintothehut，climbedwithmuddybootsonthebed，lithispipe，furiouslyscatteredhisthingsabout，tookhisleadedwhip，buckledonhissaber，andwentoutagain。
InanswertoRostov’sinquirywherehewasgoing，heansweredvaguelyandcrosslythathehadsomebusiness。
"LetGodandourgweatmonarchjudgemeafterwards！"saidDenisovgoingout，andRostovheardthehoofsofseveralhorsessplashingthroughthemud。HedidnoteventroubletofindoutwhereDenisovhadgone。Havinggotwarminhiscorner，hefellasleepanddidnotleavethehuttilltowardevening。Denisovhadnotyetreturned。Theweatherhadclearedup，andnearthenexthuttwoofficersandacadetwereplayingsvayka，laughingastheythrewtheirmissileswhichburiedthemselvesinthesoftmud。Rostovjoinedthem。Inthemiddleofthegame，theofficerssawsomewagonsapproachingwithfifteenhussarsontheirskinnyhorsesbehindthem。Thewagonsescortedbythehussarsdrewuptothepicketropesandacrowdofhussarssurroundedthem。
"Therenow，Denisovhasbeenworrying，"saidRostov，"andherearetheprovisions。"
"Sotheyare！"saidtheofficers。"Won’tthesoldiersbeglad！"
AlittlebehindthehussarscameDenisov，accompaniedbytwoinfantryofficerswithwhomhewastalking。
Rostovwenttomeetthem。
"Iwarnyou，Captain，"oneoftheofficers，ashortthinman，evidentlyveryangry，wassaying。
"Haven’tItoldyouIwon’tgivethemup？"repliedDenisov。
"Youwillanswerforit，Captain。Itismutiny—seizingthetransportofone’sownarmy。Ourmenhavehadnothingtoeatfortwodays。"
"Andminehavehadnothingfortwoweeks，"saidDenisov。
"Itisrobbery！You’llanswerforit，sir！"saidtheinfantryofficer，raisinghisvoice。
"Now，whatareyoupestewingmefor？"criedDenisov，suddenlylosinghistemper。"Ishallanswerforitandnotyou，andyou’dbetternotbuzzaboutheretillyougethurt。Beoff！Go！"heshoutedattheofficers。
"Verywell，then！"shoutedthelittleofficer，undauntedandnotridingaway。"Ifyouaredeterminedtorob，I’ll……"
"Gotothedevil！quickma’ch，whileyou’resafeandsound！"andDenisovturnedhishorseontheofficer。
"Verywell，verywell！"mutteredtheofficer，threateningly，andturninghishorsehetrottedaway，joltinginhissaddle。
"Adogastwideafence！Awealdogastwideafence！"shoutedDenisovafterhimthemostinsultingexpressionacavalrymancanaddresstoamountedinfantrymanandridinguptoRostov，heburstoutlaughing。
"I’vetakentwansportsfromtheinfantwybyforce！"hesaid。
"Afterall，can’tletourmenstarve。"
Thewagonsthathadreachedthehussarshadbeenconsignedtoaninfantryregiment，butlearningfromLavrushkathatthetransportwasunescorted，Denisovwithhishussarshadseizeditbyforce。Thesoldiershadbiscuitsdealtouttothemfreely，andtheyevensharedthemwiththeothersquadrons。
ThenextdaytheregimentalcommandersentforDenisov，andholdinghisfingersspreadoutbeforehiseyessaid：
"ThisishowIlookatthisaffair：Iknownothingaboutitandwon’tbeginproceedings，butIadviseyoutorideovertothestaffandsettlethebusinessthereinthecommissariatdepartmentandifpossiblesignareceiptforsuchandsuchstoresreceived。Ifnot，asthedemandwasbookedagainstaninfantryregiment，therewillbearowandtheaffairmayendbadly。"
Fromtheregimentalcommander’s，Denisovrodestraighttothestaffwithasinceredesiretoactonthisadvice。IntheeveninghecamebacktohisdugoutinastatesuchasRostovhadneveryetseenhimin。Denisovcouldnotspeakandgaspedforbreath。WhenRostovaskedwhatwasthematter，heonlyutteredsomeincoherentoathsandthreatsinahoarse，feeblevoice。
AlarmedatDenisov’scondition，Rostovsuggestedthatheshouldundress，drinksomewater，andsendforthedoctor。
"Twymeforwobbewy……oh！Somemorewater……Letthemtwyme，butI’llalwaysthwashscoundwels……andI’lltelltheEmpewo’……
Ice……"hemuttered。
Theregimentaldoctor，whenhecame，saiditwasabsolutelynecessarytobleedDenisov。Adeepsaucerofblackbloodwastakenfromhishairyarmandonlythenwasheabletorelatewhathadhappenedtohim。
"Igetthere，"beganDenisov。"’Nowthen，where’syourchief’squarters？’Theywerepointedout。’Pleasetowait。’’I’vewiddentwentymilesandhavedutiestoattendtoandnotimetowait。
Announceme。’Vewywell，sooutcomestheirheadchief—alsotookitintohisheadtolectureme：’It’swobbewy！’—’Wobbewy，’Isay，’isnotdonebymanwhoseizespwovisionstofeedhissoldiers，butbyhimwhotakesthemtofillhisownpockets！’’Willyoupleasebesilent？’’Vewygood！’Thenhesays：’Goandgiveaweceipttothecommissioner，butyouraffairwillbepassedontoheadquarters。’Igotothecommissioner。Ienter，andatthetable……whodoyouthink？
No，butwaitabit！……Whoisitthat’sstarvingus？"shoutedDenisov，hittingthetablewiththefistofhisnewlybledarmsoviolentlythatthetablenearlybrokedownandthetumblersonitjumpedabout。"Telyanin！’What？Soit’syouwho’sstarvingustodeath！Isit？Takethisandthis！’andIhithimsopat，stwaightonhissnout……’Ah，whata……what……！’andIsta’tedfwashinghim……
Well，I’vehadabitoffunIcantellyou！"criedDenisov，gleefulandyetangry，hisshowingunderhisblackmustache。"I’dhavekilledhimiftheyhadn’ttakenhimaway！"
"Butwhatareyoushoutingfor？Calmyourself，"saidRostov。"You’vesetyourarmbleedingafresh。Wait，wemusttieitupagain。"
Denisovwasbandagedupagainandputtobed。Nextdayhewokecalmandcheerful。
ButatnoontheadjutantoftheregimentcameintoRostov’sandDenisov’sdugoutwithagraveandseriousfaceandregretfullyshowedthemapaperaddressedtoMajorDenisovfromtheregimentalcommanderinwhichinquiriesweremadeaboutyesterday’soccurrence。
Theadjutanttoldthemthattheaffairwaslikelytotakeaverybadturn：thatacourt—martialhadbeenappointed，andthatinviewoftheseveritywithwhichmaraudingandinsubordinationwerenowregarded，degradationtotherankswouldbethebestthatcouldbehopedfor。
Thecase，asrepresentedbytheoffendedparties，wasthat，afterseizingthetransports，MajorDenisov，beingdrunk，wenttothechiefquartermasterandwithoutanyprovocationcalledhimathief，threatenedtostrikehim，andonbeingledouthadrushedintotheofficeandgiventwoofficialsathrashing，anddislocatedthearmofoneofthem。
InanswertoRostov’srenewedquestions，Denisovsaid，laughing，thathethoughtherememberedthatsomeotherfellowhadgotmixedupinit，butthatitwasallnonsenseandrubbish，andhedidnotintheleastfearanykindoftrial，andthatifthosescoundrelsdaredattackhimhewouldgivethemananswerthattheywouldnoteasilyforget。
Denisovspokecontemptuouslyofthewholematter，butRostovknewhimtoowellnottodetectthatwhilehidingitfromothersathearthefearedacourt—martialandwasworriedovertheaffair，whichwasevidentlytakingabadturn。Everyday，lettersofinquiryandnoticesfromthecourtarrived，andonthefirstofMay，Denisovwasorderedtohandthesquadronovertothenextinseniorityandappearbeforethestaffofhisdivisiontoexplainhisviolenceatthecommissariatoffice。OnthepreviousdayPlatovreconnoiteredwithtwoCossackregimentsandtwosquadronsofhussars。Denisov，aswashiswont，rodeoutinfrontoftheoutposts，paradinghiscourage。A
bulletfiredbyaFrenchsharpshooterhithiminthefleshypartofhisleg。PerhapsatanothertimeDenisovwouldnothavelefttheregimentforsoslightawound，butnowhetookadvantageofittoexcusehimselffromappearingatthestaffandwentintohospital。
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InJunethebattleofFriedlandwasfought，inwhichthePavlogradsdidnottakepart，andafterthatanarmisticewasproclaimed。Rostov，whofelthisfriend’sabsenceverymuch，havingnonewsofhimsinceheleftandfeelingveryanxiousabouthiswoundandtheprogressofhisaffairs，tookadvantageofthearmisticetogetleavetovisitDenisovinhospital。
ThehospitalwasinasmallPrussiantownthathadbeentwicedevastatedbyRussianandFrenchtroops。Becauseitwassummer，whenitissobeautifuloutinthefields，thelittletownpresentedaparticularlydismalappearancewithitsbrokenroofsandfences，itsfoulstreets，tatteredinhabitants，andthesickanddrunkensoldierswanderingabout。
Thehospitalwasinabrickbuildingwithsomeofthewindowframesandpanesbrokenandacourtyardsurroundedbytheremainsofawoodenfencethathadbeenpulledtopieces。Severalbandagedsoldiers，withpaleswollenfaces，weresittingorwalkingaboutinthesunshineintheyard。
DirectlyRostoventeredthedoorhewasenvelopedbyasmellofputrefactionandhospitalair。OnthestairshemetaRussianarmydoctorsmokingacigar。ThedoctorwasfollowedbyaRussianassistant。
"Ican’ttearmyselftopieces，"thedoctorwassaying。"CometoMakarAlexeevichintheevening。Ishallbethere。"
Theassistantaskedsomefurtherquestions。
"Oh，dothebestyoucan！Isn’titallthesame？"ThedoctornoticedRostovcomingupstairs。
"Whatdoyouwant，sir？"saidthedoctor。"Whatdoyouwant？Thebulletshavingsparedyou，doyouwanttotrytyphus？Thisisapesthouse，sir。"
"Howso？"askedRostov。
"Typhus，sir。It’sdeathtogoin。Onlywetwo，MakeevandI"hepointedtotheassistant，"keeponhere。Somefiveofusdoctorshavediedinthisplace……Whenanewonecomesheisdoneforinaweek，"
saidthedoctorwithevidentsatisfaction。"Prussiandoctorshavebeeninvitedhere，butouralliesdon’tlikeitatall。"
RostovexplainedthathewantedtoseeMajorDenisovofthehussars，whowaswounded。
"Idon’tknow。Ican’ttellyou，sir。Onlythink！Iamaloneinchargeofthreehospitalswithmorethanfourhundredpatients！It’swellthatthecharitablePrussianladiessendustwopoundsofcoffeeandsomelinteachmonthorweshouldbelost！"helaughed。
"Fourhundred，sir，andthey’realwayssendingmefreshones。Therearefourhundred？Eh？"heasked，turningtotheassistant。
Theassistantlookedfaggedout。Hewasevidentlyvexedandimpatientforthetalkativedoctortogo。
"MajorDenisov，"Rostovsaidagain。"HewaswoundedatMolliten。"
"Dead，Ifancy。Eh，Makeev？"queriedthedoctor，inatoneofindifference。
Theassistant，however，didnotconfirmthedoctor’swords。
"Ishetallandwithreddishhair？"askedthedoctor。
RostovdescribedDenisov’sappearance。
"Therewasonelikethat，"saidthedoctor，asifpleased。"Thatoneisdead，Ifancy。However，I’lllookupourlist。Wehadalist。
Haveyougotit，Makeev？"
"MakarAlexeevichhasthelist，"answeredtheassistant。"Butifyou’llstepintotheofficers’wardsyou’llseeforyourself，"headded，turningtoRostov。
"Ah，you’dbetternotgo，sir，"saidthedoctor，"oryoumayhavetostayhereyourself。"
ButRostovbowedhimselfawayfromthedoctorandaskedtheassistanttoshowhimtheway。
"Onlydon’tblameme！"thedoctorshoutedupafterhim。
Rostovandtheassistantwentintothedarkcorridor。ThesmellwassostrongtherethatRostovheldhisnoseandhadtopauseandcollecthisstrengthbeforehecouldgoon。Adooropenedtotheright，andanemaciatedsallowmanoncrutches，barefootandinunderclothing，limpedoutand，leaningagainstthedoorpost，lookedwithglitteringenviouseyesatthosewhowerepassing。Glancinginatthedoor，Rostovsawthatthesickandwoundedwerelyingontheflooronstrawandovercoats。
"MayIgoinandlook？"
"Whatistheretosee？"saidtheassistant。
But，justbecausetheassistantevidentlydidnotwanthimtogoin，Rostoventeredthesoldiers’ward。Thefoulair，towhichhehadalreadybeguntogetusedinthecorridor，wasstillstrongerhere。Itwasalittledifferent，morepungent，andonefeltthatthiswaswhereitoriginated。
Inthelongroom，brightlylitupbythesunthroughthelargewindows，thesickandwoundedlayintworowswiththeirheadstothewalls，andleavingapassageinthemiddle。Mostofthemwereunconsciousandpaidnoattentiontothenewcomers。Thosewhowereconsciousraisedthemselvesorliftedtheirthinyellowfaces，andalllookedintentlyatRostovwiththesameexpressionofhope，ofrelief，reproach，andenvyofanother’shealth。Rostovwenttothemiddleoftheroomandlookingthroughtheopendoorsintothetwoadjoiningroomssawthesamethingthere。Hestoodstill，lookingsilentlyaround。Hehadnotatallexpectedsuchasight。Justbeforehim，almostacrossthemiddleofthepassageonthebarefloor，layasickman，probablyaCossacktojudgebythecutofhishair。Themanlayonhisback，hishugearmsandlegsoutstretched。Hisfacewaspurple，hiseyeswererolledbacksothatonlythewhiteswereseen，andonhisbarelegsandarmswhichwerestillred，theveinsstoodoutlikecords。Hewasknockingthebackofhisheadagainstthefloor，hoarselyutteringsomewordwhichhekeptrepeating。Rostovlistenedandmadeouttheword。Itwas"drink，drink，adrink！"Rostovglancedround，lookingforsomeonewhowouldputthismanbackinhisplaceandbringhimwater。
"Wholooksafterthesickhere？"heaskedtheassistant。
Justthenacommissariatsoldier，ahospitalorderly，cameinfromthenextroom，marchingstiffly，anddrewupinfrontofRostov。
"Goodday，yourhonor！"heshouted，rollinghiseyesatRostovandevidentlymistakinghimforoneofthehospitalauthorities。
"Gethimtohisplaceandgivehimsomewater，"saidRostov，pointingtotheCossack。
"Yes，yourhonor，"thesoldierrepliedcomplacently，androllinghiseyesmorethaneverhedrewhimselfupstillstraighter，butdidnotmove。
"No，it’simpossibletodoanythinghere，"thoughtRostov，loweringhiseyes，andhewasgoingout，butbecameawareofanintenselookfixedonhimonhisright，andheturned。Closetothecorner，onanovercoat，satanold，unshaven，gray—beardedsoldierasthinasaskeleton，withasternsallowfaceandeyesintentlyfixedonRostov。Theman’sneighborononesidewhisperedsomethingtohim，pointingatRostov，whonoticedthattheoldmanwantedtospeaktohim。Hedrewnearerandsawthattheoldmanhadonlyonelegbentunderhim，theotherhadbeenamputatedabovetheknee。Hisneighborontheotherside，wholaymotionlesssomedistancefromhimwithhisheadthrownback，wasayoungsoldierwithasnubnose。
Hispalewaxenfacewasstillfreckledandhiseyeswererolledback。Rostovlookedattheyoungsoldierandacoldchillrandownhisback。
"Why，thisoneseems……"hebegan，turningtotheassistant。
"Andhowwe’vebeenbegging，yourhonor，"saidtheoldsoldier，hisjawquivering。"He’sbeendeadsincemorning。Afterallwe’remen，notdogs。"
"I’llsendsomeoneatonce。Heshallbetakenaway—takenawayatonce，"saidtheassistanthurriedly。"Letusgo，yourhonor。"
"Yes，yes，letusgo，"saidRostovhastily，andloweringhiseyesandshrinking，hetriedtopassunnoticedbetweentherowsofreproachfulenviouseyesthatwerefixeduponhim，andwentoutoftheroom。
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Goingalongthecorridor，theassistantledRostovtotheofficers’wards，consistingofthreerooms，thedoorsofwhichstoodopen。Therewerebedsintheseroomsandthesickandwoundedofficerswerelyingorsittingonthem。Somewerewalkingabouttheroomsinhospitaldressinggowns。ThefirstpersonRostovmetintheofficers’wardwasathinlittlemanwithonearm，whowaswalkingaboutthefirstroominanightcapandhospitaldressinggown，withapipebetweenhisteeth。Rostovlookedathim，tryingtorememberwherehehadseenhimbefore。
"Seewherewe’vemetagain！"saidthelittleman。"Tushin，Tushin，don’tyouremember，whogaveyoualiftatSchonGrabern？AndI’vehadabitcutoff，yousee……"hewentonwithasmile，pointingtotheemptysleeveofhisdressinggown。"LookingforVasiliDmitrichDenisov？Myneighbor，"headded，whenheheardwhoRostovwanted。
"Here，here，"andTushinledhimintothenextroom，fromwhencecamesoundsofseverallaughingvoices。
"Howcantheylaugh，orevenliveatallhere？"thoughtRostov，stillawareofthatsmellofdecomposingfleshthathadbeensostronginthesoldiers’ward，andstillseemingtoseefixedonhimthoseenviouslookswhichhadfollowedhimoutfrombothsides，andthefaceofthatyoungsoldierwitheyesrolledback。
Denisovlayasleeponhisbedwithhisheadundertheblanket，thoughitwasnearlynoon。
"Ah，Wostov？Howareyou，howareyou？"hecalledout，stillinthesamevoiceasintheregiment，butRostovnoticedsadlythatunderthishabitualeaseandanimationsomenew，sinister，hiddenfeelingshoweditselfintheexpressionofDenisov’sfaceandtheintonationsofhisvoice。
Hiswound，thoughaslightone，hadnotyethealedevennow，sixweeksafterhehadbeenhit。Hisfacehadthesameswollenpallorasthefacesoftheotherhospitalpatients，butitwasnotthisthatstruckRostov。WhatstruckhimwasthatDenisovdidnotseemgladtoseehim，andsmiledathimunnaturally。Hedidnotaskabouttheregiment，noraboutthegeneralstateofaffairs，andwhenRostovspokeofthesemattersdidnotlisten。
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