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Updated: May 20, 2025
For you do look after my health. Count Karol Drahomir. Drahomir. Your name is familiar to me, therefore, strictly speaking, I alone ought to introduce myself. Doctor. Sir. Mr. George. If I am not mistaken, your schoolmate. Doctor. I did not wish to be the first to recollect. George. I am glad to see you. It is quite a long time since then, but we were good comrades.
If there were no more serious wounds in the world, courage would be sold in all the markets. Only a slight scratch Stella. Mr. Pretwic, how did it happen? George. When it happened I was at the other end of the village, and I could not see anything on account of the smoke. I was only told that Karol had jumped into a burning house. Stella. Oh, Lord! I see that my deed gains with distance. Czeska.
It is only fair to give her disclaimer, though Liszt repeated the charge in his "Life of Chopin," and though Karasovski says that Sand's own children told Chopin that he was pictured as Prince Karol.
He hurried away, and Bart, his head beginning to hurt, walked slowly up the ramp. His whole arm felt numb, and he supported it with his good hand. In the small infirmary, Karol lay groaning in a bunk, his arm bound in bandages, his head moving from side to side. The Mentorian girl Meta turned, charging a hypo. She looked pale and drawn.
George Pretwic, Stella's fiancé. Karol Count Drahomir, Pretwic's friend. Countess Miliszewska. Jan Count Miliszewski. Anton Zuk, secretary of the county. Dr. Jozwowicz. Mrs. Czeska. Mr. Podczaski. Servants. The stage represents a drawing-room with the principal door leading to the garden. There are also side doors to the other rooms. Princess Stella. Mrs. Czeska. Czeska.
It is indisputable that, as she had pointed out, the sad history of the attachment of Lucrezia the actress and Karol the prince deviates too widely from that which was supposed to have originated it for just comparisons to be drawn between the two, that Karol is not a genius, and therefore has none of the rights of genius including, we presume, the right to be a torment to those around him that to talk of a portrait of Chopin without his genius is a contradiction in terms, that he never suspected the likeness assumed until it was insinuated to him, and so forth.
Moreover, Prince Karol is not an artist. He is a dreamer, and nothing more; having no genius, he has not the rights of genius. He is, therefore, a personage more true than amiable, and the portrait is so little that of a great artist that Chopin, in reading the manuscript every day on my writing- desk, had not the slightest inclination to deceive himself, he who, nevertheless, was so suspicious.
"That's an order," snapped the officer, "do you think, on this pestilential unlucky planet, we can afford any more bad luck? Metals fatigue, Karol burned so badly the medic thinks he may never use his hand again, and now you and Ringg getting yourselves laid up and out of action? The medic will help me with Ringg; that Mentorian girl can look after you. Get moving!"
We went there. Czeska. We have heard of it. It seems that several houses were burned. George. The fire began in the morning, and it was extinguished only now. Some twenty families are without a roof and bread. We are also late because Karol had an accident. It is true. Your arm is in a sling! Drahomir. Oh, it is a mere trifle.
She went to Karol, uncovering his other arm, and made the injection; almost immediately the moaning stopped and Karol lay still. Meta sighed and drew a hand over her brow, brushing away feathery wisps that escaped from the cap tied over her hair. "Bartol? You're hurt? Not more burns, I hope?" She looks just like a fluffy little kitten, Bart thought incongruously.
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