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He required from Annouchka solely that she have supper with him on the evening of her debut." "And Annouchka consented?" "That was the condition, it seems. For that matter, they say that Annouchka and Gounsovski don't get along so badly together. Gounsovski has done Annouchka many a good turn. They say he is in love with her."
"We would do better to drive away such terrible memories," ventured Gounsovski, lifting his eyelashes behind his glasses, but he bent his head as Annouchka sent him a blazing glance. "Speak, Galitch." The Prince did as she said.
Onoto was an artist too, and the pique she felt at first over Annouchka's success could not last after the emotion aroused by the evening prayer before the hut. "Come to supper," Annouchka had said to her. "With whom?" inquired the Spanish artist. "With Gounsovski." "Never." "Do come. You will help me pay my debt and perhaps he will be useful to you as well. He is useful to everybody."
At the final supreme insult, Gounsovski started and rose to his feet as though he had received an actual blow in the face. He did not look at Annouchka, but fixed his eyes on Prince Galitch. His finger pointed him out: "There is the man," he hissed, "who has told you all these fine things." "Yes, it is I," said the Prince, tranquilly.
I know him," said Rouletabille, seating himself and mastering his emotion. "They say he is a great admirer of Annouchka," hazarded Thaddeus. Then he walked away from the box. "The prince has been ruined by women," said Athanase Georgevitch, who pretended to know the entire chronicle of gallantries in the empire. "He also has been on good terms with Gounsovski," continued Thaddeus.
But sit down now," Gounsovski still insisted, lighting his cigar. "Be reasonable. They have just tried to poison him, so they will take time to breathe before they try something else. Then, too, this poison makes me think they may have given up the idea of living bombs. Then, after all, what is to be will be." "Yes, yes," approved the ample dame.
Ah, the great Gounsovski! Over our coffee I asked him if he didn't find the country in pretty strenuous times. He replied that he looked forward with impatience to the month of May, when he could go for a rest to a little property with a small garden that he had bought at Asnieres, near Paris.
Rouletabille was just about to risk speaking of Annouchka to him, in order to approach the subject of Natacha, when Gounsovski said suddenly, with a singular smile: "By the way, do you still believe in Natacha Trebassof?" "I shall believe in her until my death," Rouletabille thrust back; "but I admit to you that at this moment I don't know where she has gone."
Thaddeus and Athanase exclaimed at the generosity of the prince, but Annouchka said: "The prince does as he should, for my friends can never sufficiently repay the hospitality that that little thing gave me in her dirty hut when I was in hiding, while your famous department was deciding what to do about me, my dear Gounsovski."
"Who dragged you into the Onoto's dressing-room then? demanded Athanase. "Oh, Gounsovski himself, my dear. He is very amateurish, you know." "What! do you knock around with Gounsovski?" "On my word, I tell you, dear friends, he isn't a bad acquaintance. He did me a little service at Bakou last year. A good acquaintance in these times of public trouble." "You are in the oil business now, are you?"
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