He thanked his father on his wife's account, and for the money sent him, promised to return quickly--and did not come.

The year 1812 at last summoned him home from abroad.

When they met again, after six years' absence, the father embraced his son, and not by a single word made allusion to their former differences; it was not a time for that now, all Russia was rising up against the enemy, and both of them felt that they had Russian blood in their veins.

Piotr Andreitch equipped a whole regiment of volunteers at his own expense.

But the war came to an end, the danger was over; Ivan Petrovitch began to be bored again, and again he felt drawn away to the distance, to the world in which he had grown up, and where he felt himself at home.