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Updated: May 1, 2025
However, this was not to continue the whole night, for presently she was requested by one of the attachés to come and be presented to the Grand Duke, and when she had made her curtsey the suite came up in turn. "Prince Milaslávski," and she heard one of his friends call him "Gritzko." The name fell pleasantly on her ears "Gritzko"! Why was he such a wretch as to humiliate her so?
The long drive in the cold had made every one sleepy, and contrary to their usual custom, they were all ready for bed soon after one o'clock, and to their great surprise Gritzko made no protest, but let the ladies quietly go. Tamara's last thoughts before she closed her weary eyes were, what a failure it all had been! She had succeeded in nothing. She loved him madly, and she was going back home.
So she drew herself up and shrank forward away from him, and began an excited conversation with Stephen Strong. Gritzko got up abruptly and strode back to the Princess. And soon tables and supper were brought in, and there was a general move. Tamara contrived to outwit him once more when he came up to speak. It was the only way, she felt. No half-measures would do now.
"If one knew the truth, they were poor people who were starving, probably, and Gritzko paid them money and helped them out of the kindness of his heart those are the sort of things he generally does I find when I investigate, so I never pay attention to what he says." Tamara, left to herself, gazed into the glowing embers of her wood fire. "I wonder I wonder," she said.
In their English lives they were so accustomed to controlling every feeling into a level commonplace that if they had had time to think, both would have considered this outburst melodramatic. "Jack," Tamara said, "you don't know what love is. I tell you I know now I love Gritzko so that I would rather be unhappy with him than happy with any one else on earth.
She would be completely at ease and indifferent to Gritzko and would be incidentally as nice as possible to Jack. And so get through the short time before she must go home. "For," she had reasoned with herself sadly, "If he had loved me really he would never have behaved as he has done."
And when they were all getting in, the Countess Gléboff said: "It is so terribly cold tonight, Gritzko. I am going to sit with my back to the horses, so as not to get the wind in my face."
And the respectful maid crept from the room. Then she lay back in her pillows and forced herself to face the position, and review what she had done, and what she must now do. First of all, she loved Gritzko, that she could no longer argue with herself about.
I believe she might not be pleased with me sometimes. And then I felt mad, and now I must do something to forget. So if you won't sup " "Oh! Gritzko!" the Princess said. "I telephoned home and ordered things to be ready. I know you don't like a restaurant. Say you will come," and he kissed her hand. "I have asked all the rest." And the Princess had to consent!
So Valonne left to be in time for the ball, but this morning, he told me, he found Boris Varishkine had had a shoulder wound which bled very badly and quite prevented his coming, while Gritzko was shot through the flesh of the right arm, and as soon as they could bind it up decently, as you know, he came on." Tamara's face was as white as her pillow.
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