" The traveler was Joseph Alexeevich Bazdeev, as Pierre saw from the postmaster's book.
Bazdeev had been one of the best-known Freemasons and Martinists, even in Novikov's time.
For a long while after he had gone, Pierre did not go to bed or order horses but paced up and down the room, pondering over his vicious past, and with a rapturous sense of beginning anew pictured to himself the blissful, irreproachable, virtuous future that seemed to him so easy.
It seemed to him that he had been vicious only because he had somehow forgotten how good it is to be virtuous.
Not a trace of his former doubts remained in his soul.

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