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But instead, Jurgen considered the humiliating fact that Koshchei had not been supervising Jurgen's travels. And of a sudden Jurgen perceived that this Koshchei the Deathless was not particularly intelligent. Then Jurgen wondered why he should ever have expected Koshchei to be intelligent?
No, Jurgen, you cannot fool me; for I can read you like a book. And such behavior, at your time of life, does not surprise me at all, because it is precisely what I would have expected of you." With that Dame Lisa passed through the door and went away, still talking. So passed Dame Lisa, neither as flame nor mist, but as the voice of judgment. Of the Compromise with Koshchei
And a second time I will forgive you; but the third time beware! I will cut you to bits. Then he took Marya Morevna from him, and carried her off. But Prince Ivan sat down on a stone and burst into tears. He wept and wept and then returned back again to Marya Morevna. Now Koshchei the Deathless happened not to be at home. 'Let us fly, Marya Morevna! 'Ah, Prince Ivan! he will catch us.
"And Koshchei who directs this infinite moving of puppets may well be the futile harried king in some yet larger game." "Now, certainly I cannot contradict you: but, at the same time !" "So goes this criss-cross multitudinous moving as far as thought can reach: and beyond that the moving goes. All moves. All moves uncomprehendingly, and to the sound of laughter.
'Tis hard to get thither, and it is not easy to settle accounts with Koshchei. His death depends upon the point of a needle. That needle is in a hare, that hare is in a coffer, that coffer is on the top of a high oak, and Koshchei guards that tree as the apple of his eye."
And the decent little bent gray woman laughed. "I have been very lucky in my children, sir, and in my grandchildren, too," she told Koshchei. "There is Jurgen, now, my Coth's boy! You may not believe it, sir, but there is a story I must tell you about Jurgen " So she ran on very happily and proudly, while Koshchei, who made all things, listened, and watched the eyes of Steinvor.
'Suppose he does catch us. At all events we shall have spent an hour or two together. So they got ready and fled. As Koshchei the Deathless was returning home, his good steed stumbled beneath him. 'Why stumblest thou, sorry jade? Scentest thou some ill? 'Prince Ivan has come and carried off Marya Morevna. 'Is it possible to catch them?
For Steinvor had died when Jurgen was a boy, and so she had never seen Lisa; and in consequence, had not thought about Lisa one way or the other, when Steinvor outlined her notions to Koshchei who made things as they are.
But everybody knows your reputation! and a very fit companion you are for that scamp yonder! and volumes could not say more!" Thus casually, and with comparative lenience, did Dame Lisa dispose of Koshchei, who made things as they are, for she believed him to be merely Satan. And to her husband Dame Lisa now addressed herself more particularly.
The Centaur laughed. "It may be for that reason I am here. There is, in any event, only one remedy in this matter. Above all devils and above all gods, they tell me, but certainly above all centaurs is the power of Koshchei the Deathless, who made things as they are." "It is not always wholesome," Jurgen submitted, "to speak of Koshchei. It seems especially undesirable in a dark place like this."
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