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Updated: May 10, 2025
At the moment when some big job was being pulled off, Kovroff suddenly appeared unexpectedly, with some of his "boys," and demanded a contribution, threatening instantly to inform the police if he did not get it and the rogues, in order to "keep him quiet," had to give him whatever share of their plunder he graciously deigned to indicate.
She declares that her husband is somewhere in Germany, and that she lives here with her brother." "Who is the 'brother'?" asked the old princess curiously. "The deuce knows! He is also a bit shady. Oh, yes! Sergei Kovroff knows him; he told me something about their history; he came here with a forged passport, under the name of Vladislav Karozitch, but his real name is Kasimir Bodlevski."
"Hm yes! very enticing," answered Kovroff. "A fine chance for anyone who has the money." "I would not object! I would not object!" protested Shadursky. "Suppose you let me become acquainted with your friend." "You? Well " And Kovroff considered; "if you wish. Why not?
And if you don't, it will be the worse for you!" he called after the departing Yuzitch, who came back a few minutes later, and gave Kovroff forty rubles. Kovroff counted them, and put twenty in his pocket, returning the remainder in silence, but with a gentlemanly smile, to Bodlevski. "Fair exchange is no robbery," he said, giving Bodlevski the passport of the college assessor's widow.
"Hm yes! very enticing," answered Kovroff. "A fine chance for anyone who has the money." "I would not object! I would not object!" protested Shadursky. "Suppose you let me become acquainted with your friend." "You? Well " And Kovroff considered; "if you wish. Why not?
In it stood a large table with a green cloth, on which lay a heap of bank notes and two little piles of gold, before which sat Sergei Antonovitch Kovroff, presiding over the bank with the composure of a true gentleman. What Homeric, Jovine calm rested on every feature of his face! What charming, fearless self-assurance, what noble self-confidence in his smile, in his glance!
She almost never won on the green cloth; sometimes Kovroff won, sometimes Kallash, sometimes Karozitch, but with the slight difference that the last won more seldom and less than the other two. Thus every Wednesday a considerable sum found its way from the pocketbook of the baroness into that of one of her colleagues, to find its way back again the next morning.
"Now that old rascal Pacomius may get to work." "What is there to do?" laughed Pacomius; "the passport will do very well. So let us have a little glass, and then a little game of cards." "We are going to know each other better; I like your face, so I hope we shall make friends," said Kovroff, again shaking hands with Bodlevski. "Now let us go and have some wine.
His fingers were adorned with numerous rings, in which sparkled diamonds and other precious stones. And it was not for nothing that Sergei Kovroff took pride in them! This glitter of diamonds, scattering rainbow rays, dazzled the eyes of his fellow players.
"You yourself, dear count, had some trouble about some bonds, if I am not mistaken?" "You are mistaken," the count interrupted him sharply. "I have had various troubles, but I prefer not to talk about them." "Gentlemen," interrupted Kovroff, "we did not come here to quarrel, but to talk business.
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