War and Peace · primary

Private Dólokhov

fictional · male

A notorious gambler and duelist, known for his intelligence and skills.

Aliases

Dólokhov the brawler · Dólokhov the bully · Dólokhov

Appearances

  • First: Book ONE · Chapter IX · ¶ 12
  • Latest: Book FOURTEEN · Chapter XV · ¶ 23

Relationships

  • Social acquaintance · Anatole Kurágin

    Dólokhov was betting with Stevens, an English naval officer, that he would drink a bottle of rum
    Book ONE · Chapter IX · ¶ 12
  • Friendship · Zherkóv

    My dear fellow, how are you?
    Book TWO · Chapter II · ¶ 61
  • Friendship · Nicholas Rostov

    Young Rostóv stood at a window with Dólokhov, whose acquaintance he had lately made and highly valued.
    Book FOUR · Chapter III · ¶ 6
  • Rival · Pierre Bezukhov

    I challenge you!
    Book FOUR · Chapter IV · ¶ 20
  • Conflict · Natásha Rostóva

    She almost quarreled with her brother about him.
    Book FOUR · Chapter X · ¶ 8
  • Rival · Nicholas Rostov

    Rostóv had not seen him since his proposal and Sónya’s refusal and felt uncomfortable at the thought of how they would meet.
    Book FOUR · Chapter XIII · ¶ 3
  • Rival · Nicholas Rostov

    Oh, it’s terrible to feel oneself so in this man’s power,” thought Rostóv.
    Book FOUR · Chapter XIV · ¶ 22
  • Friendship · Anatole Kurágin

    Anatole was sincerely fond of Dólokhov for his cleverness and audacity.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XI · ¶ 8
    And Anatole sighed and embraced Dólokhov.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XVI · ¶ 18
  • Friendship · Anatole Kurágin

    Dólokhov, who needed Anatole Kurágin’s name, position, and connections as a bait to draw rich young men into his gambling set.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XI · ¶ 9
  • Social acquaintance · Matrëna Matrévna

    Dólokhov, without answering, took the cloak, threw it over Matrëna, and wrapped her up in it.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XVII · ¶ 19
  • Friendship · Pierre Bezukhov

    I am very glad to meet you here, Count,” he said aloud, regardless of the presence of strangers and in a particularly resolute and solemn tone.
    Book TEN · Chapter XXII · ¶ 42
    “I, I... I’ll go with you!” cried Pétya.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter VIII · ¶ 5
  • Friendship · Pierre Bezukhov

    I regret the misunderstandings that occurred between us and should wish you not to have any ill feeling for me. I beg you to forgive me.
    Book TEN · Chapter XXII · ¶ 42
  • Rival · Váska Denísov

    Denísov was out of sorts both because of the rain and also from hunger (none of them had eaten anything since morning), and yet more because he still had no news from Dólokhov...
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter IV · ¶ 12
  • Conflict · Váska Denísov

    “There’s no need for you to go at all,” said Denísov, addressing Dólokhov, “and as for him, I won’t let him go on any account.”
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter VIII · ¶ 6
  • Friendship · Pétya Rostóv

    Dólokhov, whose face was of a pale-greenish tint, shouting to his men.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter XI · ¶ 13
  • Student · Mikhail Illarionovich Kutuzov

    I ask an opportunity to atone for my fault and prove my devotion to His Majesty the Emperor and to Russia!
    Book TWO · Chapter II · ¶ 23
  • Military command · Nicholas Rostov

    the command of the left flank belonged by seniority to the commander of the regiment Kutúzov had reviewed at Braunau and in which Dólokhov was serving as a private.
    Book TWO · Chapter XIX · ¶ 4
  • Romantic attraction · Sónya Rostóv

    He came because of Sónya.
    Book FOUR · Chapter X · ¶ 14
    He was pointedly attentive to Sónya and looked at her in such a way that not only could she not bear his glances without coloring.
    Book FOUR · Chapter X · ¶ 15
  • Mentor · Anatole Kurágin

    I helped you, but all the same I must tell you the truth; it is a dangerous business, and if you think about it—a stupid business.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XVI · ¶ 12
  • Military command · Denís Davýdov

    Denísov (who was one of the irregulars) was with his group at the height of the guerrilla enthusiasm.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter III · ¶ 6
  • Military command · Váska Denísov

    Denísov and Dólokhov intended, without reporting matters to the higher command, to attack and seize that convoy with their own small forces.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter III · ¶ 8
  • Child (none) · Pétya Rostóv

    Denísov, bareheaded and with a gloomy face, walked behind some Cossacks who were carrying the body of Pétya Rostóv to a hole that had been dug in the garden.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter XV · ¶ 25

Quotations

  • This was Dólokhov, an officer of the Semënov regiment, a notorious gambler and duelist.
    Book ONE · Chapter IX · ¶ 12
  • Dólokhov was of medium height, with curly hair and light-blue eyes.
    Book ONE · Chapter IX · ¶ 20
  • Dólokhov jumped down. He smelt strongly of rum.
    Book ONE · Chapter IX · ¶ 46
  • a certain Dólokhov have, it is said, been up to heaven only knows what!
    Book ONE · Chapter X · ¶ 13
  • especially Dólokhov
    Book ONE · Chapter X · ¶ 15
  • it’s the officer Dólokhov, who has been reduced to the ranks
    Book TWO · Chapter I · ¶ 27
  • General, I must obey orders, but I am not bound to endure...
    Book TWO · Chapter I · ¶ 35
  • the shapely figure of the fair-haired soldier, with his clear blue eyes, stepped forward from the ranks
    Book TWO · Chapter II · ¶ 18
  • One thing I ask of your excellency,” Dólokhov said in his firm, ringing, deliberate voice.
    Book TWO · Chapter II · ¶ 23
  • And tell Mr. Dólokhov that I won’t forget him
    Book TWO · Chapter II · ¶ 28
  • Dólokhov looked round but did not say anything
    Book TWO · Chapter II · ¶ 36
  • “How am I?” Dólokhov answered coldly.
    Book TWO · Chapter II · ¶ 62
  • “Is it true that Austrians have been beaten?” asked Dólokhov.
    Book TWO · Chapter II · ¶ 69
  • Prince Andrew recognized him and stopped to listen to what he was saying. Dólokhov had come from the left flank
    Book TWO · Chapter XV · ¶ 33
  • “We have orders to drive you off here, and we shall drive you off,” said Dólokhov.
    Book TWO · Chapter XV · ¶ 36
  • “The devil skin your Emperor.”
    Book TWO · Chapter XV · ¶ 46
  • in which Dólokhov was serving as a private.
    Book TWO · Chapter XIX · ¶ 4
  • Dólokhov, running beside Timókhin, killed a Frenchman at close quarters and was the first to seize the surrendering French officer by his collar.
    Book TWO · Chapter XX · ¶ 5
  • Your excellency, here are two trophies,” said Dólokhov, pointing to the French sword and pouch.
    Book TWO · Chapter XX · ¶ 6
  • But Dólokhov did not go away; he untied the handkerchief around his head, pulled it off, and showed the blood congealed on his hair.
    Book TWO · Chapter XX · ¶ 8
  • Dólokhov—now an officer—wounded in the arm
    Book THREE · Chapter XVIII · ¶ 38
  • Dólokhov, Mary Ivánovna’s son, has compromised her completely
    Book FOUR · Chapter II · ¶ 31
  • among whom were Denísov, Rostóv, and Dólokhov
    Book FOUR · Chapter III · ¶ 1
  • Dólokhov, whose acquaintance he had lately made and highly valued
    Book FOUR · Chapter III · ¶ 6
  • Nicholas Rostóv, with Denísov and his new acquaintance, Dólokhov
    Book FOUR · Chapter III · ¶ 16
  • Dólokhov and Nicholas Rostóv.
    Book FOUR · Chapter IV · ¶ 1
  • Dólokhov’s intimacy with his wife
    Book FOUR · Chapter IV · ¶ 2
  • Yes, he is a bully,” thought Pierre, “to kill a man means nothing to him.
    Book FOUR · Chapter IV · ¶ 3
  • Well, now to the health of handsome women!” said Dólokhov.
    Book FOUR · Chapter IV · ¶ 11
  • “Well, begin!” said Dólokhov.
    Book FOUR · Chapter V · ¶ 1
  • Dólokhov walked slowly without raising his pistol, looking intently with his bright, sparkling blue eyes into his antagonist’s face.
    Book FOUR · Chapter V · ¶ 5
  • “No-o-o!” muttered Dólokhov through his teeth, “no, it’s not over.”
    Book FOUR · Chapter V · ¶ 7
  • Dólokhov cried:
    Book FOUR · Chapter V · ¶ 10
  • “Sideways! Cover yourself with your pistol!” ejaculated Nesvítski.
    Book FOUR · Chapter V · ¶ 12
  • “Missed!” shouted Dólokhov, and he lay helplessly, face downwards on the snow.
    Book FOUR · Chapter V · ¶ 15
  • “Bad! But it’s not that, my friend—” said Dólokhov with a gasping voice.
    Book FOUR · Chapter V · ¶ 22
  • “My mother! My mother, my angel, my adored angel mother,” and Dólokhov pressed Rostóv’s hand and burst into tears.
    Book FOUR · Chapter V · ¶ 24
  • Dólokhov the brawler, Dólokhov the bully, lived in Moscow with an old mother and a hunchback sister, and was the most affectionate of sons and brothers.
    Book FOUR · Chapter V · ¶ 26
  • immediately he saw beside her Dólokhov’s handsome, insolent, hard, and mocking face
    Book FOUR · Chapter VI · ¶ 2
  • And now there’s Dólokhov sitting in the snow with a forced smile and perhaps dying
    Book FOUR · Chapter VI · ¶ 11
  • you were told... that Dólokhov was my lover
    Book FOUR · Chapter VI · ¶ 27
  • Dólokhov recovered, and Rostóv became very friendly with him during his convalescence
    Book FOUR · Chapter X · ¶ 1
  • I know people consider me a bad man!
    Book FOUR · Chapter X · ¶ 4
  • Dólokhov, whom everyone in the house liked except Natásha
    Book FOUR · Chapter X · ¶ 8
  • including Dólokhov and Denísov
    Book FOUR · Chapter XI · ¶ 1
  • coldly and angrily replied Dólokhov
    Book FOUR · Chapter XI · ¶ 9
  • I beg you to consider Dólokhov’s offer
    Book FOUR · Chapter XI · ¶ 30
  • proud of Dólokhov’s proposal, her refusal, and her explanation with Nicholas,
    Book FOUR · Chapter XII · ¶ 1
  • Dólokhov at his own or at Dólokhov’s home
    Book FOUR · Chapter XIII · ¶ 1
  • Dólokhov now asked as if guessing Rostóv’s thought
    Book FOUR · Chapter XIII · ¶ 10
  • Dólokhov, and he took up the cards with a smile
    Book FOUR · Chapter XIII · ¶ 30
  • Dólokhov was no longer listening to stories or telling them, but followed every movement of Rostóv’s hands
    Book FOUR · Chapter XIV · ¶ 2
  • You owe forty-three thousand, Count,
    Book FOUR · Chapter XIV · ¶ 15
  • I say, Rostóv, you know the saying, ‘Lucky in love, unlucky at cards.’
    Book FOUR · Chapter XIV · ¶ 21
  • nothing to recall that terrible loss to Dólokhov.
    Book FIVE · Chapter XV · ¶ 4
  • I wished to meditate, but instead my imagination pictured an occurrence of four years ago, when Dólokhov, meeting me in Moscow after our duel...
    Book SIX · Chapter X · ¶ 10
  • In the front, in the very center, leaning back against the orchestra rail, stood Dólokhov in a Persian dress.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter VIII · ¶ 17
  • Then he took his place in the first row of the stalls and sat down beside Dólokhov.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter IX · ¶ 5
  • Dólokhov, who had reappeared that year in Moscow
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XI · ¶ 8
  • Dólokhov, who needed Anatole Kurágin’s name
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XI · ¶ 9
  • She’s first-rate, my dear fellow, but not for us
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XI · ¶ 11
  • You have been caught once already by a ‘little girl,’ said Dólokhov
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XI · ¶ 15
  • the passionate love letter which Dólokhov had composed for Anatole
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XIV · ¶ 25
  • the preparations made by Dólokhov a few days before
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XVI · ¶ 1
  • Dólokhov in a traveling cloak and high boots, at an open desk on which lay an abacus and some bundles of paper money.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XVI · ¶ 4
  • No, really, give it up!” said Dólokhov. “I am speaking seriously. It’s no joke, this plot you’ve hatched.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XVI · ¶ 12
  • I helped you, but all the same I must tell you the truth; it is a dangerous business, and if you think about it—a stupid business.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XVI · ¶ 18
  • Anatole and Dólokhov liked Balagá too for his masterly driving and because he liked the things they liked.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XVI · ¶ 34
  • Having looked in a mirror, and standing before Dólokhov in the same pose he had assumed before it, he lifted a glass of wine.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XVII · ¶ 1
  • “And where’s the fur cloak?” asked Dólokhov.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XVII · ¶ 14
  • “Kurágin! Come back!” shouted Dólokhov. “Betrayed! Back!”
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XVII · ¶ 35
  • Anatole, for whom Pierre was looking, dined that day with Dólokhov, consulting him as to how to remedy this unfortunate affair.
    Book EIGHT · Chapter XX · ¶ 2
  • It was Dólokhov.
    Book TEN · Chapter XXII · ¶ 20
  • I am very glad to meet you here, Count,” he said aloud...
    Book TEN · Chapter XXII · ¶ 42
  • Or I might have been sent to serve as a soldier after the duel with Dólokhov
    Book ELEVEN · Chapter IX · ¶ 4
  • Anatole and Dólokhov, shouting and singing loudly
    Book ELEVEN · Chapter IX · ¶ 4
  • Dólokhov (who also led a small party and moved in Denísov’s vicinity)
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter III · ¶ 6
  • joining Dólokhov who was to come that evening to a consultation
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter III · ¶ 8
  • Dólokhov was to observe the road in the same way
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter III · ¶ 10
  • yet more because he still had no news from Dólokhov and the man sent to capture a “tongue” had not returned.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter IV · ¶ 12
  • the news that Dólokhov was soon coming and that all was well with him.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter VI · ¶ 26
  • Dólokhov’s extraordinary bravery and of his cruelty to the French
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter VIII · ¶ 1
  • Dólokhov, who in Moscow had worn a Persian costume
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter VIII · ¶ 3
  • But Dólokhov, who in Moscow had worn a Persian costume, had now the appearance of a most correct officer of the Guards
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter VIII · ¶ 4
  • Dólokhov answered absently
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter VIII · ¶ 10
  • kind of amiable talk would be suitable from this young count of sixteen
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter VIII · ¶ 14
  • Dólokhov began laughing
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter VIII · ¶ 20
  • Dólokhov told the Cossacks accompanying him to await him there and rode on at a quick trot along the road to the bridge.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter IX · ¶ 1
  • Dólokhov kissed him, laughed, turned his horse, and vanished into the darkness.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter IX · ¶ 44
  • Pétya saw Dólokhov, whose face was of a pale-greenish tint, shouting to his men.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter XI · ¶ 13
  • After speaking to the senior French officer, who came out of the house with a white handkerchief tied to his sword and announced that they surrendered, Dólokhov dismounted and went up to Pétya, who lay motionless with outstretched arms.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter XI · ¶ 16
  • “Done for!” repeated Dólokhov as if the utterance of these words afforded him pleasure, and he went quickly up to the prisoners, who were surrounded by Cossacks who had hurried up.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter XI · ¶ 19
  • Dólokhov stood at the gate of the ruined house, letting a crowd of disarmed Frenchmen pass by.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter XV · ¶ 20
  • “How many?” Dólokhov asked the Cossack.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter XV · ¶ 21
  • Dólokhov kept saying, having adopted this expression from the French, and when his eyes met those of the prisoners they flashed with a cruel light.
    Book FOURTEEN · Chapter XV · ¶ 23

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