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It prevents him from flying. But it was the Cupids painted over the doors that more particularly attracted Serge's attention. He fidgeted at not being able to make out what they were playing at, for the paintings had grown very dim. Helped by Albine, he dragged a table to the wall, and when they both had climbed upon it, Albine began to explain things to him.
And the scent of ripened germs wafted the intoxication of desire athwart the scanty leaves. 'Do you hear? Do you hear? faltered Albine in Serge's ear, when she had let him slip upon the grass at the foot of the tree. Serge was weeping. 'You see that the Paradou is not dead, she added. 'It is crying out to us to love each other. It still desires our union. Oh, do remember!
The Brother remained for a moment silent, clenching his fists and looking at Albine clinging round Serge's neck, with the disgust of a man who has espied some filth by the roadside. 'I suspected it, he mumbled between his teeth. 'It was virtually certain that they had hidden him here. Then he took a few steps, and cried out: 'I see you. It is an abomination.
Serge's announcement was quite correct, for while the Romans rested, the enemy had been gathering together again among the hills, and were coming on in force to attack the camp; but what they had failed to do by their night attack proved doubly difficult in the light of day.
Petersburg which I gave to the police of that city, when I asked them for a passport for the interior of the Empire. As a matter of fact, I was anxious to see certain of my brother's friends at X , with the object of trying, with their assistance, to destroy the traces of his last visit there traces which, if discovered by the police, might be extremely detrimental to Serge's interests.
'But there is nothing to be seen, replied Serge, turning a little pale. 'Yes, yes; it must be behind that avenue of chestnut trees on the other side of those bushes. Then, on feeling Serge's arm tremble, she added: 'But perhaps I am mistaken.... Yet I seem to remember that I suddenly came upon it as I left the avenue. It stopped my way, and was so high that I felt a little afraid.
He was faithful, unlikely as that may seem in a man of his kind; he never left his wife. He had hardly ever gone out without her; they were a couple of turtle-doves. They were laughed at. "The Princess has tied a string round Serge's foot," was said by some of Serge's former woman friends! It was something to be sure of her daughter's happiness.
The night before the execution the prisoners are visited by their relatives. The farewell which Serge Golovine takes of his family is rightly considered one of the most poignant and most cleverly constructed scenes that Andreyev has ever written. Followed by his mother, who totters along, Serge's father, a retired colonel, enters the room where visitors are received.
We have got to meet some day, and I shall have to give an account of myself. `What were you doing away from the farm? he'll say. `Watching over your boy, master, says I. That will have him on the hip. That's my only chance, the only thing that will save me." Serge's grim face relaxed, and he rolled about in his seat, chuckling softly.
A shot made the windows rattle; the weapon fell from her hand, having done its work and, amid the smoke, a body dropped heavily on the carpet, which was soon dyed with blood. At the same moment, the door opened, and Micheline entered, holding in her hand the fatal receipt which she had just wrung from Cayrol. The young wife uttered a heartrending cry, and fell senseless on Serge's body.
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