Dolokhov still sat in the same position, only his head was thrown further back till his curly hair touched his shirt collar, and the hand holding the bottle was lifted higher and higher and trembled with the effort.

The bottle was emptying perceptibly and rising still higher and his head tilting yet further back.

"Why is it so long ?" thought Pierre.

It seemed to him that more than half an hour had elapsed.

Suddenly Dolokhov made a backward movement with his spine, and his arm trembled nervously; this was sufficient to cause his whole body to slip as he sat on the sloping ledge.