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Thus peace seemed to be restored, and soon the curtain fell for the interval before the last act, and the Prince got up and went out of the box. He did not reappear again, but was waiting for them to start for his house. "I met Stephen Strong, Tantine," he said. "He left me at Trieste, you know, and only arrived in Petersburg to-day.
He was dressed in his blue and scarlet uniform, and was groomed with even extra care, she noticed, as he advanced with none of his habitual easy familiarity to greet her. "I come to ask your consent to my marriage with your goddaughter, Tantine," he said, with grave courtesy, as he kissed her hand.
"Tantine, I am feeling the absolute devil tonight. Will you come and have supper with me after this infernal ballet is over?" "Gritzko what is it? Something has disturbed you!" He leant forward and rested his chin on his hands. "Well, your haughty guest touched me with too sharp a spur, perhaps," he said, "but she was right. I do waste my life. I have been thinking of my mother.
"Many thanks, Prince." "I shall be so honored," and he bowed politely; then, turning to the Princess: "You will settle it, won't you, Tantine?" "I will look at our engagements, dear boy. We will try to arrange it. I can tell you at the ballet," and the Princess smiled encouragingly up at him. "My godchild has not seen our national dancing yet, so we go to-night with Prince Miklefski and Valonne."
Gritzko was already there when the Princess and Tamara reached the first salon, and his eyes swam with passionate concern when he saw how Tamara had been suffering. He could not restrain the feeling in his voice as he exclaimed: "You have been ill! my sweet lady! Oh! Tantine, why did you not send for me? How could you let her suffer?"
Tea and the usual quantities of bonnes bouches and vodka waited them and a bowl of hot punch. And all three English people, Stephen Strong, Tamara and Jack, admired their host's gracious welcome, and his courtly manners. Not a trace of the wild Gritzko seemed left. Tamara wondered secretly what their sleeping accommodation would be like. "Tantine, you must act hostess for me.
It seemed as though now he had gained his end and secured her as a partner it was all he meant to do. Presently he turned to her and asked lazily: "Have you been amused since the Moravian reception? How have you passed the time? I have been at Tsarsköi again, and could not come to see Tantine." "We have been quite happy, thanks, Prince," Tamara said.
The Prince had been leaning on the mantlepiece without speaking for some moments, listening to Tamara's conversation, but now he joined in, and sinking into a chair beside her, answered from there. "Thirty versts, Tantine we shall go in troikas but you must send your servants on the night before." Then he turned to Tamara, who seemed wonderfully absorbed, almost whispering to Stephen Strong.
I think Madame ought to see Moscow, and we might make an excursion from there just for a night," and he looked at Tamara with a lifting of the brows. "Then, Tantine, she could see how I cow my peasants with a knout, and grind them to starvation. It would be an interesting picture for her to take back to England." "I should enjoy all that immensely, of course," Tamara said, pleasantly.
It was an enforced manoeuver with which the past weeks had made her wearily familiar. "Aunt Victoria's hitting at Arnold and Judith over your head," she said to Morrison. "It's delicious, the way Tantine shows herself, for all her veneer of modernity, entirely nineteen century in her impatience of Judith's work.
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