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"Pah!" exclaimed Steinmetz, spluttering. "Himmel! What filth! Be careful, Catrina!" But Catrina had slipped past him. In an instant he had caught her by the wrist. "Come back!" he cried. "You must not go in there!" She was just over the threshold. "You have some reason for keeping me out," she returned, wriggling in his strong grasp. "I will I will!"
These forest-dwellers of fur and feather went about their affairs in the same absorbed way, with the same complete faith, the same desire to leave and be left alone. The simplicity of Nature was his. His only craft was forest craft. "Now you know," said Catrina, when they reached the hut, "why I hate Petersburg." Maggie nodded. The effect of the forest was still upon her. She did not want to talk.
"Prophets and kings have sought the truth, mademoiselle, and have not found it," he said lightly. Catrina made no answer to this. Her ponies required considerable attention. Also, there are some minds like large banking houses not dealing in small change. That which passes in or out of such minds has its own standard of importance.
"If you do not happen to come over, perhaps I may be allowed to call and pay my respects or is the distance too great?" "You can do it in an hour and a half with a quick horse, if the snow is good," answered Paul. "Then I may make it au revoir?" enquired De Chauxville, holding out a frank hand. "Au revoir," said Paul, "if you wish it." And he turned to say good-by to Catrina.
I hope Catrina received your little consolations well. That seems a very sad affair." "Murder, real murder, devil a less! It's no matter where you go, from Clonmel to Chayney, it's all one; they've a way of getting round you. Upon my soul, it's like the pigs they are." "Like pigs, Mike? That appears a strange compliment you've selected to pay them." "Ay, just like the pigs, no less.
He is not a sportsman; why, he would be afraid of a cock pheasant, though he would be plucky enough among the hens. You don't imagine he is in love with Catrina, do you?" "No," said Paul sharply, "I don't." Steinmetz raised his bushy eyebrows. Etta and De Chauxville skated past them at that moment, laughing gayly.
"I! Oh, I have nothing to tell you. I am a nun. What can one do what can one hear in Petersburg? Now in Paris it is different. But Catrina is so firm. Have you ever noticed that, Steinmetz? Catrina's firmness, I mean. She wills a thing, and her will is like a rock. The thing has to be done. It does itself. It comes to pass. Some people are so. Now I, my clear Steinmetz, only desire peace and quiet. So I give in. I gave in to poor Stépan. And now he is exiled. Perhaps if I had been firm if I had forbidden all this nonsense about charity it would have been different. And Stépan would have been quietly at home instead of in Tomsk, is it, or Tobolsk? I always forget which. Well, Catrina says we must live in Petersburg this winter, and nous voil
"The policy of shutting one's eyes is a mistake," said Catrina. She had risen, and was standing by the window, her stunted form being framed, as it were, in a rosy glow of pink. The countess heaved a little sigh and gazed idly at the fire. She did not understand Catrina. She was afraid of her.
"Why not leave the country now; at all events for a few years?" went on Paul, and when a man who is accustomed to command stoops to persuade, it is strong persuasion that he wields. "You can take Catrina with you. You will be assuring her happiness, which, at all events, is something tangible a present harvest! I will drive over to Thors now and bring her back.
"I hope not," replied Catrina quietly. "There are occasions when I have no use for you. Shall we say eleven o'clock?" "With pleasure. Then I will go and write my letters now," said the baron, quitting the room. "A charming man!" ejaculated the countess, before the door was well closed. "A fool!" corrected Catrina.
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