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Updated: June 5, 2025
Telimena could not understand what all this meant; shrugging her shoulders, she thought, “He’s showing off!” After all she was rather glad of the Count’s new courtship, and turned her attention to her other neighbour. Thaddeus, also gloomy, ate nothing and drank nothing; he seemed to be listening to the conversation, and glued his eyes on his plate.
Hence the Count admits with regret that civilisation is on a higher plane among the Muscovites, for there they have ukases of the Tsar on hunting, and police supervision, and punishment for offenders.” “As I love my mother,” said Telimena, turning to the left-hand room and fanning her shoulders with a small batiste handkerchief; “the Count is not mistaken; I know Russia well.
He had hitherto worn the Polish costume, but now his future wife, Telimena, had forced him by a clause in the marriage articles to renounce the kontusz;221 so the Notary willy-nilly had assumed French garb.
The simple and maidenlike heart of a youth long preserves gratitude for the first sweets of love! It welcomes enjoyment and bids it farewell with gaiety, like a modest meal, which we share with a friend. Only an old drunkard, whose inwards are already burning, loathes the drink in which he drowns himself. All this Telimena knew thoroughly, for she had both sense and large experience.
Put away your pipe; you play the balalaika well. You see that guitar there; go, get the guitar and give us a mazurka! I, the Major, will lead out in the first couple.” The Captain took the guitar and began to tune it; Plut again urged Telimena to dance:— “On the word of a Major, madam, I am not a Russian if I lie! May I be the son of a bitch if I lie!
When Telimena poured him out wine, he was angry at her importunity; when she asked about his health, he yawned. For his sight had quickened; hardly had he glanced at Telimena’s rosy face, when all at once he discovered a great and terrible secret! For Heaven’s sake, she was rouged!
The Count and Telimena looked up; Thaddeus with one hand pointed out a cloud to them, while with the other he squeezed Telimena’s dainty fingers. The quiet scene lasted for several minutes; the Count spread a sheet of paper on his hat and took out his pencil; then, unwelcome to their ears, the house bell resounded, and straightway the quiet wood was full of cries and uproar.
Let us both leave behind the dear objects of our hearts, let us both hasten against swords and spears; let us contend with each other in constancy, sorrow, and suffering, and pursue our country’s enemies with our manly arms!” He spoke and glanced at Telimena, but she made no reply, being overcome with amazement. “My dear Count,” interrupted the Judge, “why do you insist on departing?
Though Pani Telimena has been living in the capital, and has only recently been visiting our neighbourhood, yet she knows more about hunting than do young sportsmen: for knowledge comes of itself with years.”
I am grateful to you, but it is impossible for us to marry; let us love each other, but just—in different places. I cannot remain longer; no, no, I must go. Farewell, my Telimena, I leave to-morrow.”
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