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Updated: May 18, 2025
"You intercede for Grineff?" said the lady, in an icy tone. "The Empress can not pardon him. He went over to the usurper, not as an ignorant believer, but as a depraved and dangerous good-for-nothing." "It is not true!" exclaimed Marie. "What! not true?" said the lady, flushing to the eyes. "Before God, it is not true. I know all. I will tell you all.
An autograph letter from the tzarina, Catherine II., framed and glazed, is carefully preserved. It is addressed to the father of Peter Grineff, and contains, with the acquittal of his son, many praises of the intelligence and good heart of the daughter of Captain Mironoff. Gargantua and Pantagruel Francois Rabelais was born at Seuillé in Touraine, France, about 1483.
I read again and again the solemn superscription: "To my Son, Peter Grineff, Principality of Orenbourg, Fortress of Belogorsk." I tried to discover by my father's writing his mood of mind when he wrote that letter. At last I broke that seal. I saw from the first lines that our hopes were crushed!
Near the window, at another table, a secretary, pen on ear, bending over a paper, was ready to take my deposition. The interrogation began: "Your name and profession?" The General asked if I was the son of Andrew Grineff, and upon my replying in the affirmative, exclaimed: "It is a pity so honorable a man should have a son so unworthy of him!"
My father, Andréj Petróvitch Grineff, after serving in his youth under Count Münich, had retired in 17 with the rank of senior major. Since that time he had always lived on his estate in the district of Simbirsk, where he married Avdotia, the eldest daughter of a poor gentleman in the neighbourhood. Of the nine children born of this union I alone survived; all my brothers and sisters died young.
"Then conduct Peter Grineff to the quarters of Simeon Kieff. That rascal let his horse into my vegetable garden. Is all right, Maxim?" "Thank God, all is quiet, except that Corporal Kourzoff quarreled with the woman Augustina about a pail of warm water." "Ignatius," said the Captain's wife to the one-eyed man, "judge between the two decide which one is guilty, and punish both.
"Silence! old owl," said I, stammering, "I am sure you are drunk yourself; go to bed, but first put me there." I awoke next morning with a severe headache; the events of the evening I recalled vaguely, but my recollections became vivid at the sight of Saveliitch who came to me with a cup of tea. "You begin young, Peter Grineff," said the old men, shaking his head. "Eh! from whom do you inherit it?
We entered the Commandant's house; Ignatius opened the folding doors, and exclaimed with emphasis: "They are taken!" Basilia ran toward us: "What does this mean? plotting an assassination in our fortress! Ivan Mironoff, arrest them! Peter Grineff, Alexis, give up your swords to the garret. Peter, I did not expect this of you; are you not ashamed?
Go, Maxim, God be with you. Peter Grineff, Maxim will conduct you to your lodgings." I took my leave; the Corporal led me to a cabin placed on the high bank near the river's edge, at the end of the fortress. Half of the cabin was occupied by the family of Simeon Kieff, the other was given up to me. My half of the cabin was a large apartment divided by a partition.
"Mein Gott," said he, "it is so short a time since Andrew Grineff was your age, and now, see what a fine fellow of a son he has. Ah! time! time!" He opened the letter and began to run it over with a commentary of remarks. "'Sir, I hope your Excellency, What is this; what is the meaning of this ceremony? discipline, of course before all, but is this the way to write to an old friend?
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