Blair of Balaclava : $b A hero of the Light BrigadeLynn, Escott
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Blair of Balaclava : $b A hero of the Light Brigade
Lynn, Escott
Crimean War, 1853-1856 -- Fiction
It became apparent at once to Jack that the countess idolised her
daughter, and that all the servants did the same. Irma was a self-willed
and imperious young lady, and governed everybody except the count, who,
however, seldom thwarted any wish of hers, for brother and sister were
devotedly attached to one another.
Now Irma and Jack spent the greater part of every day in each other’s
society, and it would have been evident to any one less modest than was
Jack that the young Russian lady had a warm regard for the English
soldier.
As they wandered about the summer mansion of the Pauloffs, where the
family stayed on so as to be near Alexis, by adroit questioning Irma got
from Jack the whole of his history; not that Jack wanted much coaxing,
as it proved a convenient topic on which to talk.
The mansion had very extensive grounds, which were surrounded by a high
wall in which were several gates, one opening out into the forest, which
on one side came right down to the walls. In this forest, Irma and Jack
had many a gallop on horseback, an exercise in which, on one or two
occasions when he was able to snatch a day’s leave, they were joined by
the count. Always, however, whether he accompanied them or not, a sort
of retainer of the family, a head servant named Sergius, rode behind
them.
Sergius was devoted to his young master and to Irma. For Jack he seemed
to have a genuine regard; but, like the true Russian domestic, he never
betrayed his feelings either one way or the other. It was a noticeable
fact, though, that whenever he rode abroad with Jack he carried both
sword and pistols, not that Jack, despite his longing to be again with
his comrades in the field, ever thought of repaying the kindness he had
received from the Pauloffs by trying to escape from their custody.
In the evenings they had cards or music, and Jack, being a very fair
performer on the pianoforte, played duets with Irma or sang some of the
songs which had been popular in England before the war. Then there were
lessons from Irma in Russian and lessons from Jack in English, so that
time passed like a dream.
But Jack knew the life of idleness and luxury he was leading would unfit
him for those duties which he would have to perform when he got back to
the regiment; and, spite of the terrible sufferings which he heard the
others were undergoing, he wished he were back again among them, sharing
the danger and the glory. Once or twice he had led up to this subject
with Count Pauloff; but the latter had always adroitly turned the
conversation.
A few days after his last attempt, a dinner-party was given at the
château, and the young count brought several officers from Sebastopol.
Among others was a Hussar in a magnificent crimson uniform, having a
dark-green pelisse richly laced with gold. The count, in introducing
Jack, alluded to him as ‘My cousin, Colonel Vladimir Sominoff.’
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