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Updated: June 24, 2025


Prince Chechevinski, who had already borne many aliases, showed his grief at the old Magyar's death by adopting his name and title; hence it was that he presented himself in St. Petersburg in the season of 1858 under the high-sounding title of Count Kallash.

That night he swore to himself that he would never cheat again, never again be tempted to dishonor his birth; and he kept his oath till his next run of bad luck, when he once more neutralized the cut and turned the "luck" in his direction. The result was almost a certainty from the outset, Prince Chechevinski became a habitual card sharper. For a long time fortune favored him.

That night he swore to himself that he would never cheat again, never again be tempted to dishonor his birth; and he kept his oath till his next run of bad luck, when he once more neutralized the cut and turned the "luck" in his direction. The result was almost a certainty from the outset, Prince Chechevinski became a habitual card sharper. For a long time fortune favored him.

A little later on the same day namely, about two o'clock a light carriage carried two passengers along the Pargoloff road: a quietly dressed young woman and a quietly dressed young man. Toward evening these same young people were traveling in a Finnish coach by the stony mountain road in the direction of Abo. Four days later the old Princess Chechevinski was buried in the Nevski monastery.

Not Princess How!" answered the old woman, losing the last shred of self-restraint; but Princess Che-che-vin-ski! Princess Anna Chechevinski!" When he heard this name Count Kallash started and his whole expression changed. He grew suddenly pale, and with a vigorous effort pushed his way through the crowd to the miserable old woman's side. "Come!" he said, taking her by the arm. "Come with me!

Princess Anna Chechevinski!" he continued with emphasis, indicating his poor, decrepit sister. "Of course you would not have recognized her, baroness." "But I recognized Natasha immediately," said the old woman quietly, her eyes still fixed on Natasha's face. The baroness suddenly turned as white as a sheet, and with trembling hands caught the back of a heavy armchair.

On his return from the monastery, young Prince Chechevinski went straight for the strong box, which he had hitherto seen only at a distance, and even then only rarely. He expected to find a great deal more money in it than he found some hundred and fifty thousand rubles; a hundred thousand in his late mother's name, and fifty thousand in his own.

In the place of all that was gone, there lay a note directed "to Princess Chechevinski." The old lady's fingers trembled so that for a long time she could not unfold this paper. Her staring eyes wandered hither and thither as if she had lost her senses. At last she managed somehow to unfold the note, and began to read: "You cursed me, forced me to flee, and unjustly deprived me of my inheritance.

"The former mistress has recognized her former maid that is all." "How does this woman come to be here? Who is she?" "I have told you already; Princess Anna Chechevinski. And as to how she came here, that was also a coincidence, and a strange one." "Impossible!" exclaimed the baroness. "Why impossible? They say the dead sometimes return from the tomb, and the princess is still alive.

In the place of all that was gone, there lay a note directed "to Princess Chechevinski." The old lady's fingers trembled so that for a long time she could not unfold this paper. Her staring eyes wandered hither and thither as if she had lost her senses. At last she managed somehow to unfold the note, and began to read: "You cursed me, forced me to flee, and unjustly deprived me of my inheritance.

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