Reading for Friday, 27 February
This is one of those chapters where I feel like there’s a real story here. It wouldn’t surprise me if, in the history-books of the French invasion, the Russians tell stories of aristocrats who got into fights over whether they wanted to transport their belongings in wagons or human beings.
It’s interesting how Count Rostov immediatley chooses the human option – not necessarily because he’s a great humanitarian (though he is a caring person) – but more because he can’t say no.
Though, oddly enough, he can say now to Countess Rostova, who is upset over the whole thing.
It’s an interesting question, though. If you were escaping from the Victorian bushfires and you can either give your stranded neighbour a lift, but leave behind all your photo albums and precious possessions – what would you do? Give your neighbour a lift or hope he can find some other way out?