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I paid a fabulous price for the papers. They were brought to me by a lady wearing a thick veil a lady I had never seen before. I asked no questions, and paid her the money. It subsequently transpired that the papers had been stolen, as you perhaps know, from the house of Count Stépan Lanovitch the house to which you happen to be going at Thors. Well, that is all ancient history.
He threw his arms around him, and embraced him after the simple manner of Russia. Then he held him at arm's length. "Stépan!" said Paul. "No, I did not know you." Stépan Lanovitch was still holding him at arm's length, examining him with the large faint blue eyes which so often go with an exaggerated philanthropy. "Old," he muttered, "old! Ah, my poor Pavlo!
It is a suspected house, and watched; for here dwelt Stépan Lanovitch, secretary and organizer of the Charity League. Although the outward appearance of the house is uninviting, the interior is warm and dainty. The odor of delicate hot-house plants is in the slightly enervating atmosphere of the apartments. It is a Russian fancy to fill the dwelling-rooms with delicate, forced foliage and bloom.
The woman who was in daily contact with her was immeasurably beneath her in mental power, in force of character, in those possibilities of love or hatred which go to make a strong life for good or for evil. By the side of her daughter the Countess Lanovitch was as the willow, swayed by every wind, in the neighborhood of the oak, crooked and still and strong.
As De Chauxville had arrived later than the other visitors, it was quite natural that he should remain after they had left, and it may be safely presumed that he took good care to pin the Countess Lanovitch down to her rash invitation. "Why is that man coming to Tver?" said Paul, rather gruffly, when Etta and he were settled beneath the furs of the sleigh. "We do not want him there."
I have merely to say to Catrina Lanovitch that it was you who banished her father for your own gain. I have merely to hand your name in to certain of the Charity League party, and even your husband could not save you." He had gradually approached her, and uttered the last words face to face, his eyes close to hers. She held her head up erect, defiant still.
In time we shall find out who did it." He paused. He did not say what he would do when he had found out. Etta was staring into the fire. Her lips were dry. She hardly seemed to be breathing. "It is possible," he went on in his strong, quiet, inexorable voice, "that Stépan Lanovitch knows now." Etta did not move. She was staring into the fire staring staring.
One would scarcely have taken this stout German for a person of any sentiment whatever. Nevertheless he would have liked Paul to marry Catrina Lanovitch in preference to Etta Sydney Bamborough, merely because he thought that the former loved him, while he felt sure that the latter did not.
She had had the countess a weak-minded, self-indulgent, French-novel-reading woman. Heaven protect our children from such mothers! In the solitude of her life Catrina Lanovitch had conceived a great love a passion such as a few only are capable of attaining, be it for weal or woe.
Of course there is a God in heaven. How can people doubt it eh?" "Yes," said Stépan Lanovitch quietly. "There is a God in heaven, and at present he is angry with Russia. Yes, I have details. Sydney Bamborough came to stay at Thors. Of course he knew all about the Charity League you remember that. It appears that his wife was waiting for him and the papers at Tver.
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