Marie Ivanovna had seemed quite fearless, and laughing, had stepped, for a moment, from behind the shelter to see whether the soldiers were coming for their tea.

She was struck instantly; she gave a sharp little cry and fell.
They rushed to her side, but death had been instantaneous.

She had been struck in the heart....

There was nothing to be done....

The soldiers seemed to feel it very deeply, and one of them, a little round fellow with a merry face whom I knew well, turned away from me and began to cry, with his hand to his eyes.
Semyonov was standing in the room with exactly that same dead burning expression in his eyes.