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At the right, Sydya, myself, the old manicure, Rosita, Barouf, the barber, another woman and two white Tuareg, grave and attentive, exactly opposite those on the left. "Give me one," said the Hetman. Sydya made a negative gesture. Koukou drew, passed a four-spot to the Hetman, gave himself a five. "Eight," announced Bielowsky. "Six," said pretty Sydya. "Seven," broke in Koukou.
Count Bielowsky had drunk five times as much as the Professor or the pastor. But he carried his wine ten times better. "Let us leave these drunken fellows," he said with disgust. "Come on, old man. Our partners are waiting in the gaming room." "Ladies and gentlemen," said the Hetman as we entered. "Permit me to present a new player to you, my friend, Lieutenant de Saint-Avit."
Koukou dealt and laid down a nine. "My country and my honor!" raged Bielowsky. "I had an eight." I had two kings, and so showed no ill temper. Rosita took the cards out of my hands. I watched Sydya at my right. Her heavy black hair covered her shoulders. She was really very beautiful, though a bit tipsy, as were all that fantastic company.
"Wait, you beast," called Bielowsky. "Don't you see that the glasses are empty? Here, Cacambo." The goblets were filled immediately by the jolly masseur. "Cut," said Koukou, addressing Sydya, the beautiful Targa who sat at his right. The girl cut, like one who knows superstitions, with her left hand. But it must be said that her right was busy lifting a cup to her lips.
In that respect, I have confidence in your tact and give you carte blanche.... Mocquard! "'Sire? "'You will apportion on the budget, half to Foreign Affairs, half to the Colonies, the funds Count Bielowsky will need for the reception of the Tuareg delegation. It seems to me that a hundred thousand francs, to begin.... The Count has only to tell you if he is forced to exceed that figure.
"'I thought, said Napoleon III, delighted by my bewilderment, 'I thought that it was correct to have some one of the Gentlemen of my Chamber wait upon the arrival of these Mussulman dignitaries. That is why you are here, my poor Bielowsky. Don't be frightened, he added, laughing harder. 'You will have M. Duveyrier with you.
The door had opened. A white Targa entered. The diners stopped talking. The veiled man walked slowly toward Morhange and touched his right arm. "Very well," said Morhange. He got up and followed the messenger. The pitcher of Ahaggar, 1879, stood between me and Count Bielowsky. I filled my goblet a goblet which held a pint, and gulped it down. The Hetman looked at me sympathetically.
"'He said to him, "Monsieur le Duc, I forbid you to speak ill of my mistress before me." "'Gramont goes too far, said Napoleon with a dreamy smile. "'That is what we all thought, including Viel-Castel, who was nevertheless delighted. "'Apropos of this, said Napoleon after a silence, 'I have forgotten to ask you for news of the Countess Bielowsky.
"'Come, come. If that is all, I can fix that, since I have a favor to ask of you. "'I am entirely at Your Majesty's service. "He struck a gong. "'Send for M. Mocquard. "'I have the grippe, he said. 'Mocquard will explain the affair to you. "The Emperor's private secretary entered. "'Here is Bielowsky, Mocquard, said Napoleon. 'You know what I want him to do. Explain it to him.
It was restored to me by Czar Alexander II on a request made to him on his visit to Paris, by my august master, the Emperor Napoleon III. "For political reasons, which I cannot describe without retelling the history of unfortunate Poland, my father, Count Bielowsky, left Warsaw in 1830, and went to live in London.
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