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Updated: May 8, 2025
"Thou alone art deathless, Who hast created and made man; out of the dust of the earth were we made, and unto the same dust shall we return; as Thou hast ordained me, creating me and saying unto me, dust thou art and unto dust shalt thou return." Tamara was standing motionless and with an austere face that seemed turned to stone.
He opened his eyes and found it was but a dream! Tamara was gone, Tavy was gone, and he was left alone. "They have gone together!" was his first thought, but then he remembered the arrival of the father and mother, and his second thought was that Tamara had been taken back to her home by her parents, and that Tavy had killed himself in despair.
He, too, played his part, but the tone of things did not impose upon Stephen Strong. As they were leaving the diningroom, on the plea of finding something, Tamara went to her room, and Gritzko took his leave. "I will fetch you for the French plays tonight, Tantine," he said, "and probably will come back to tea tell Tamara," and so he left, and the two old friends were alone.
And at last she said: "I am nervous, not for Count Varishkine, but for what you may have done." He leaned back and laughed with almost his old irresponsible mirth. "I can take care of my own deeds, thanks, Madame," he said. And then anger rose in Tamara beyond sympathy for pain. She sat silent, staring in front of her, the strain of the evening was beginning to tell.
It was an immense apartment with a great porcelain stove at one corner, and panelled with wood, and it suggested to Tamara, for no sane reason, something of an orthodox church! One end was bare, and the other carpeted with great Persian rugs, had huge divans spread about; there was an electric piano and an organ, and there were also crossed foils, and masks, and everything for a fencing bout.
And then the Prince handed her into the coupé and asked her if she would drop him on the way. For some time after they were settled under the furs and rushing along, he seemed very silent, and when Tamara ventured a few remarks he answered mechanically. At last after a while: "You are going to this bridge tournament at the Varishkine's, I suppose?" he suddenly said.
"Well, I did. Hush! he is coming toward us," and Tamara hurriedly opened a book and looked down. "At last Mrs. Loraine has arrived on deck," she heard Millicent say; and then, for convention's sake she was obliged to glance up and bow coldly. The young man did not seem the least impressed; he sat down and pulled his rug round his knees and gazed out at the sea.
The sun was so warm, and the pool so lovely, Tamara felt she must step into it; so, laying aside her robe, she played and swam about in the fresh clear water until she was quite tired out, when she dressed herself in her robe again, and shaking her long golden locks to dry them, she lay down under the shelter of a hawthorn-bush, and soon fell fast asleep.
"You can feel just what you like, or not at all, whereas we are storm-tossed, and have not yet learnt the arts of pretence." "We're a deuced cold-blooded race, aren't we, Tamara?" Jack Courtray said, and he grinned his happy grin. The little party looked so merry and content Princess Ardácheff hardly liked to disturb them, but was impelled to by a look in Gritzko's face.
Huge English leather armchairs elbowed some massively gilt seats of the time of Nicholas I., and an ugly English high fender with its padded seat, surrounded the blazing log fire. The guests were all assembled, but host, there was not! "What an impertinence to keep them waiting like this," Tamara thought!
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