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The coachmen were obliged to take several of them in their arms like bundles; and Tchertokoutski himself, despite his aristocratic pride, bowed so low to the company, that he took home two thistles in his moustache. The coachman who drove him home found every one asleep.
"I don't know what to say. Alone I could not but if you would allow me to come with these officers " "I beg of them to come too. I shall esteem it a great honour, gentlemen, to have the pleasure of seeing you at my house." The colonel, the major, and the other officers thanked Tchertokoutski.
The soldier who held her bridle drew himself up and stared fixedly at the guests. "She is very fine, very fine," said Tchertokoutski, "a very well-shaped beast. Will your excellency allow me to ask whether she is a good goer?" "She goes well, but that idiot of a doctor, deuce take him, has given her some balls which have made her sneeze for the last two days."
She gave a cry, clasped her hands, and ran straight across the flower-beds to her bedroom, where her husband was still sleeping soundly. "Get up! get up! get up at once," she cried, pulling him by the arm. "What what's the matter?" murmured Tchertokoutski, stretching his limbs without opening his eyes. "Get up, get up. Visitors have come, do you hear? visitors." "Visitors, what visitors?"
Amongst these latter was above all conspicuous Pythagoras Pythagoravitch Tchertokoutski, one of the leading aristocrats of the district of B , the most fiery orator at the nobiliary elections and the owner of a very elegant turn-out.
Strong and bold as a Southern beauty, she suddenly became motionless. The general began to look at her with evident satisfaction, and left off smoking. The colonel himself went down the steps and patted her neck. The major ran his hand down her legs, and all the other officers clicked their tongues at her. Tchertokoutski left the verandah to take up a position beside the mare.
Tchertokoutski was charmed with his notion of inviting the officers, and mentally ordered in advance all manner of dishes for their entertainment. He smiled at these gentlemen, who on their part appeared to increase their show of attention towards him, as was noticeable from the expression of their eyes and the little half-nods they bestowed upon him.
I have written about it to my brother who is now at St. Petersburg, but I do not know whether he will be able to send me one." "It seems to me, your excellency," remarked the colonel, "that there are no better calashes than those of Vienna." "You are right." Puff puff puff. "I have an excellent calash, your excellency, a real Viennese calash," said Tchertokoutski. "That in which you came?"
He routed out, after some trouble, the valet, who, after having ushered his master through the hall, handed him over to a maid-servant. Tchertokoutski followed her as well as he could to the best room, and stretched himself beside his pretty young wife, who was sleeping in a night-gown as white as snow.
Tchertokoutski could remember that he had won a great deal, but he did not take up his winnings, and after rising stood for some time in the position of a man who has no handkerchief in his pocket. They sat down to supper. As might be expected, wine was not lacking, and Tchertokoutski kept involuntarily filling his glass with it, for he was surrounded with bottles.
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