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He is as furious with me as is Brodsky. And I can't imagine how I have managed to keep away from him for so long. Ah! If it were if it were only easier to die! But I'm a coward, you see." "I do not think you are a coward, mademoiselle," replied Ivan, gravely. "Ah, monsieur, you do not know! Months ago I understood that the world has no room for a young woman who is poor and yet not ugly.
Brodsky listened and looked; paused, smiled maliciously, and then, with June in his memory, refused the leave as curtly as possible. Ivan started with amazement. But it was in vain that he argued, pleaded, raged, finally imprudence of imprudence! even hinted at possible recompense.
Ivan sprang to his feet. "You mean it's a woman? Brodsky can't have married again, surely?" De Windt smiled. In his mind he marvelled a little, even while he rejected the idea of either guile or idiocy in Ivan's simple question. "Why the secrecy, then? and the ill-temper? All the same it is a woman, though. We've all come to that conclusion.
And I believe that, through her, we can reach Brodsky and force what we want. I had no opportunity, to-night, to say what I had planned. He is enraged with me, just now. But I have no fear of to-morrow.
Brodsky was born in 1851 at Taganrog, in Southern Russia, and was one of those who found his profession at the age of four, when he bought a violin at a fair, and began to pick out Russian folk-tunes. For four years he was taught music at home, and made good progress.
But its own colonel was not there to see. The senior Major led the men to their quarters; and it was not till they had encamped for four-and-twenty hours that Brodsky made his appearance in the luxurious double tent prepared for him at a little distance from the end of the officers' row.
Amazing though it may seem, and contrary to every rule of novelistic heroism, Ivan was determined to do a thing that he had been contemplating for a week: to bring the terrible, unknown, but accurately estimated power of his father's map of men to bear upon Colonel Brodsky of the Grenadier Guards; to return a sobered and battered leader to a regiment in want; and to rescue for so Ivan put it to himself a damsel in distress from the power of a brutal man, for whom she could not possibly have any real affection.
In the autumn of that year Fóma Vassilyitch Brodsky went to Siberia, as the result of an examination of certain peculations, the charge of which, together with overwhelming proof, was brought by Prince Gregoriev of Moscow. But that was a sorry triumph: the victor a broken man.
Brodsky had time to bring his quartet to a high degree of proficiency, he returned to Europe, and, after a brief stay in Germany, accepted a position in England, where he has established another quartet.
How he missed that foolish Ivan, still lost in the great unknown! How he railed at him, in secret, the while he bravely defended him, single-handed, against the world; till the day when he learned Ivan's prospect of utter calamity and took the knowledge home with him to bear in solitude. It was a week, now, since the day of his own interview with Brodsky. By this time the whole city knew all!
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