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Updated: June 28, 2025
The gentry used to meet at the inn every evening and discuss the most important events of the day; and as nothing much happened in Starawieś, Gradewitz, and neighbourhood, they would speak of Mrs. Tiralla. This they did rather often, for the men considered her the most interesting topic of conversation in Starawieś, Gradewitz, and the neighbourhood.
It was late. If they wanted to be there in time they would have to start at once, as it would take quite two hours to drive to Gradewitz to-night with the roads in such a condition. "Dalej, my dear," he said, holding his wife's fur cloak for her, in a sudden fit of politeness. Marianna drew her master's thickest woollen socks over her mistress's dainty shoes.
Tiralla had been very ill, so ill that her anxious husband had not only sent for the doctor from Gradewitz, but also for the best physician in Gnesen. Both doctors had assured him, however, that there was no danger, that his young wife was only very weak and nervous. Mr. Tiralla could not understand why. Mrs. Tiralla now got up from her prayers.
He could hardly see it, for there was only a very faint trace left of the cart that had taken the milk from Starydwór to Gradewitz early that morning. He shuddered as he wandered through the enormous white fields.
All the young ladies of Gradewitz, Starawieś, and neighbourhood were in turn reviewed, but the prize was unanimously bestowed on the fair Sophia. "A pretty little woman, to be sure," said the priest. "Have you noticed that as well, sir?" asked Schmielke pertly, with a sly wink. The schoolmaster started angrily, another impertinence from that man.
He couldn't even get to his colleague in Gradewitz, which was only a few miles distant by the highroad. Besides, what would have been the good of it? They couldn't have gone to the hotel in the market-place, as there were always too many people about. Oh, there really were too many Germans amongst the settlers.
The musicians played with a good deal of rhythm, a fiery rhythm that carried the dancers away. People danced well in Gradewitz. Schmielke's dancing was nothing special here, although it had been considered exceedingly good at home.
Why did she make such a fuss of it? He put on his boots in a very bad humour. She assisted him to dress; she held his coat for him in her eagerness to help him. "I won't go, all the same. What's the good? We'll set traps yes, we will. Call Jendrek, he can go and buy them two, three, as many as you want. He can fetch them at once from Gradewitz. Call him!"
There were so many visitors the next and following Sunday as Starydwór had not seen within its walls for many a day. Mr. Jokisch and Mr. Schmielke came, as well as the forester and the gendarme and all their friends from Starawieś and Gradewitz. Even the priest was there. The big room was quite full of visitors. Refreshments were brought in, Tokay and beer, and Mrs.
But as the latter pushed her hand away and went on screaming, she looked round like a terrified animal at bay. Jendrek felt quite anxious when he saw his mistress's eyes. "Shall I go to Gradewitz and fetch the doctor?" he asked timidly. "No," cried the woman angrily. And then, rousing herself, she seized hold of his smock and cried, "Are you mad? She's only drunk, only drunk, nothing else."
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