Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 31, 2025
She jumped up and in one bound was at the entrance of the tent. 'Come, what a shy thing you are! She did not speak and did not stir. 'Come here to me.... 'No, sir, good-bye. Another time. Girshel again thrust in his curly head, and said a couple of words to her; she bent down and glided away, like a snake.
This Jew, whose name was Girshel, was continually hanging about our camp, offering his services as an agent, getting us wine, provisions, and other such trifles. He was a thinnish, red-haired, little man, marked with smallpox; he blinked incessantly with his diminutive little eyes, which were reddish too; he had a long crooked nose, and was always coughing.
I went into the little house that had been hastily put up for him, and in a few words explained the reason of my visit. I knew the severity of the military regulations, and so I did not even pronounce the word 'spy, but tried to put the whole affair before him as something quite trifling and not worth attention. But, unhappily for Girshel, the general put doing his duty higher than pity.
The Jew closed his eyes, shook his head, and lifted the skirts of his gown. 'Hang him, the general pronounced expressively after a brief silence,'according to the law. Where is Mr. Fiodor Schliekelmann? They ran to fetch Schliekelmann, the general's adjutant. Girshel began to turn greenish, his mouth fell open, his eyes seemed starting out of his head. The adjutant came in.
The Jew at once rushed up to her. She left off weeping, and clutched hold of him. 'Good-bye, Sara,'I said to her. 'God bless you, good-bye. We'll see each other again some other time. Girshel was silent and bowed humbly. Sara bent down, took my hand and pressed it to her lips; I turned away.... For five or six days, my friends, I kept thinking of my Jewess.
Cornet, be so good as to return to your post, said the general, and he motioned me imperiously to the door. I bowed and went out. But seeing that in reality I had no post anywhere, I remained at no great distance from the general's house. Two minutes later Girshel made his appearance, conducted by Siliavka and three soldiers.
'Well, all right then; well then, very good; so I'll show you then.... Thereupon Girshel laughed and slapped me lightly on the shoulder, but skipped back at once as though he had been scalded. 'But, your honour, how about a trifle in advance? 'But you 're taking me in, and will show me some scarecrow?
'Your honour, he shrieked, 'I never went away from the tent! I wouldn't for anything... He stopped, and closed his eyes for an instant.... 'I wanted your money, your honour, I must own... but not for anything.... I was silent. Girshel was loathsome to me, and she too, his accomplice....
'Such a lovely creature, your honour, lovely!... Girshel again closed his eyes and shot out his lips. 'Your honour, you've only to say the word... you shall see for yourself... whatever I say now, you'll hear... but you won't believe... better tell me to show you... that's the thing, that's the thing! I did not speak; I gazed at the Jew.
The Jew twice flung himself at the sergeant's feet, put his hand in his pocket, pulled out a torn check handkerchief, untied a knot, and took out gold coins.... Siliavka took his offering with great dignity, but did not leave off dragging the Jew by the collar. Girshel made a sudden bound and rushed away; the sergeant sped after him in pursuit.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking