And ve must discuss it as little as po-o-ossible"...

he dwelt particularly on the word possible...

"as po-o-ossible," he ended, again turning to the count.

"Zat is how ve old hussars look at it, and zere's an end of it! And how do you, a young man and a young hussar, how do you judge of it ?" he added, addressing Nicholas, who when he heard that the war was being discussed had turned from his partner with eyes and ears intent on the colonel.
"I am quite of your opinion," replied Nicholas, flaming up, turning his plate round and moving his wineglasses about with as much decision and desperation as though he were at that moment facing some great danger.
"I am convinced that we Russians must die or conquer," he concluded, conscious--as were others--after the words were uttered that his remarks were too enthusiastic and emphatic for the occasion and were therefore awkward.
"What you said just now was splendid!" said his partner Julie.
Sonya trembled all over and blushed to her ears and behind them and down to her neck and shoulders while Nicholas was speaking.
Pierre listened to the colonel's speech and nodded approvingly.
"That's fine," said he.
"The young man's a real hussar!" shouted the colonel, again thumping the table.
"What are you making such a noise about over there ?" Marya Dmitrievna's deep voice suddenly inquired from the other end of the table.

"What are you thumping the table for ?" she demanded of the hussar, "and why are you exciting yourself?
Do you think the French are here ?" "I am speaking ze truce," replied the hussar with a smile.
"It's all about the war," the count shouted down the table.