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Updated: June 3, 2025
Well, one day Kazbich rode up and asked whether we needed any rams and honey; and I ordered him to bring some the next day. "'Azamat! said Grigori Aleksandrovich; 'to-morrow Karagyoz will be in my hands; if Bela is not here to-night you will never see the horse... "'Very well, said Azamat, and galloped to the village.
Your papers were left with me, Grigori Aleksandrovich... I drag them about everywhere I go... I thought I should find you in Georgia, but this is where it has pleased Heaven that we should meet. What's to be done with them?"... "Whatever you like!" answered Pechorin. "Good-bye."... "So you are off to Persia?... But when will you return?" Maksim Maksimych cried after him.
One scene I shall never forget: I was walking past, and I looked in at the window; Bela was sitting on the stove-couch, her head sunk on her breast, and Grigori Aleksandrovich was standing, facing her. "'Listen, my Peri, he was saying. 'Surely you know that you will have to be mine sooner or later why, then, do you but torture me? Is it that you are in love with some Chechene?
"Pechorin rose, bowed to her, put his hand to his forehead and heart, and asked me to answer her. I know their language well, and I translated his reply. "When she had left us I whispered to Grigori Aleksandrovich: "'Well, now, what do you think of her? "'Charming! he replied. 'What is her name? "'Her name is Bela, I answered.
Grigori Aleksandrovich dressed her up like a doll, petted and pampered her, and it was simply astonishing to see how pretty she grew while she lived with us. The sunburn disappeared from her face and hands, and a rosy colour came into her cheeks... What a merry girl she was! Always making fun of me, the little rogue!... Heaven forgive her!" "And when you told her of her father's death?"
Such thoughts come only to the dying!... She lamented that she was not a Christian, that in the other world her soul would never meet the soul of Grigori Aleksandrovich, and that in Paradise another woman would be his companion. The thought occurred to me to baptize her before her death. I told her my idea; she looked at me undecidedly, and for a long time was unable to utter a word.
He had one bad quality; he was terribly greedy for money. Once, for the fun of the thing, Grigori Aleksandrovich promised to give him a ducat if he would steal the best he-goat from his father's herd for him; and, what do you think? The very next night he came lugging it in by the horns!
"'What sort of a joke do you think you are playing? Your sword, please!... "'Mitka, my sword! "'Mitka brought the sword. My duty discharged, I sat down on the bed, facing Pechorin, and said: 'Listen here, Grigori Aleksandrovich, you must admit that this is a bad business. "'What is? "'Why, that you have carried off Bela... Ah, it is that beast Azamat!... Come, confess! I said.
Why, what would have become of her if Grigori Aleksandrovich had abandoned her? And that is what would have happened, sooner or later. "During half the following day she was calm, silent and docile, however much the doctor tortured her with his fomentations and mixtures.
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