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Updated: May 31, 2025
Branicki asked the question which had been interrupted by the chocolate and the visitors over again. "Your excellency will allow me to assume the position I was in as I received your fire." "Pray do so." I rose and placed myself in the position, and he said he understood how it was. A lady said, "You should have put your hand behind your body."
As soon as they were gone, Campioni, who had come in before and had stood in the background, came up to me and gave me back the packet of papers, and with tears of joy congratulated me on the happy issue of the duel. Next day I had shoals of visitors, and many of the chiefs of the party opposed to Branicki sent me purses full of gold.
In it was a stone table on which the footman placed two pistols, a foot and half long, with a powder flask and scales. He weighed the powder, loaded them equally, and laid them down crosswise on the table. This done, Branicki said boldly, "Choose your weapon, sir." At this the general called out, "Is this a duel, sir?" "Yes." "You cannot fight here; you are within the ban." "No matter."
This Branicki was said to have been originally a Cossack, Branecki by name. He became the king's favorite and assumed the name of Branicki, pretending to be of the same family as the illustrious marshal of that name who was still alive; but he, far from recognizing the pretender, ordered his shield to be broken up and buried with him as the last of the race.
"Lay the whole matter before the king, and you shall have my voice in your favour." "I am quite willing to do so, general, if his excellency will say that he regrets what passed between us last night." Branicki looked fiercely at me, and said wrathfully that he had come to fight and not to parley. "General," said I, "you can bear witness that I have done all in my power to avoid this duel."
Branicki was silent, and I thought the best thing I could do would be to engage him in a trivial conversation. "Does your excellency intend spending the spring at Warsaw?" "I had thought of doing so, but you may possibly send me to pass the spring somewhere else." "Oh, I hope not!" "Have you seen any military service?" "Yes; but may I ask why your excellency asks me the question, for "
My Duel with Branicki My Journey to Leopol and Return to Warsaw I Receive the Order to Leave My Departure with the Unknown One On reflection I concluded that Branicki had not done an ungentlemanly thing in getting into Tomatis's carriage; he had merely behaved with impetuosity, as if he were the Catai's lover.
Branicki stooped as he walked, and gazed at me curiously, apparently wondering where all the blood on my clothes came from. When we got to the inn, Branicki laid himself down in an arm-chair. We unbuttoned his clothes and lifted up his shirt, and he could see himself that he was dangerously wounded.
The cold and loneliness began to cool my brain, and I congratulated myself on my self-restraint in not drawing my sword in the actress's dressing-room; and I felt glad that Branicki had not followed me down the stairs, for his friend Bininski had a sabre, and I should probably have been assassinated. Although the Poles are polite enough, there is still a good deal of the old leaven in them.
This Branicki was said to have been originally a Cossack, Branecki by name. He became the king's favorite and assumed the name of Branicki, pretending to be of the same family as the illustrious marshal of that name who was still alive; but he, far from recognizing the pretender, ordered his shield to be broken up and buried with him as the last of the race.
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