Dariel: A Romance of SurreyBlackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
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Dariel: A Romance of Surrey
Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
Surrey (England) -- Fiction
"Strange as it must appear, there was nothing that irritated them more
than this. They could not bear to be regarded in that light, and being
too proud to come out of it themselves, what did they do but send their
maids--they may not have meant it, but so it came to pass--to produce a
flirtation among my men. Precautions had been taken (as we thought)
against any process of that sort, by detailing for this custody only
grizzled veterans, who had wives at home, and could not understand a
single word of Russian. But this, though a step in the right direction,
did not go quite far enough; and several of our villagers beyond the
prime of life behaved in a manner more appropriate to their sons. So
that I found myself compelled, in the proper discharge of my office, to
use increasing diligence from day to day. For one of the Russian ladies,
being the mother of two little girls, had obtained permission to bring
her favourite French governess, as lively a girl as ever lived, and
acquainted with half-a-dozen languages. This Mademoiselle de J----,--for
I will show her the same consideration as her wealthier comrades,--was
perpetually forming little plots of the wildest and most romantic kind,
for the escape of all the captive band. With a view to that, she took
upon herself to inspect me closely, every time I came to a little gate,
newly put across the pass, by my special orders, which had created much
offence inside. There was no other way, by which these ladies, who now
placed every confidence in me, could manage to get away at all, without
perpendicular motion; unless it were the narrow winding passage leading
into a sombre wood, and there I had 'Wolves!' painted up in great
Russian capitals, so that few feminine eyes had the courage even to look
at the signboard. And this is how it should be with them. For we do not
wish them to be like us.
"I was trying to get out of that condition of the mind, into which I had
been cast by a very few words, and still fewer glances from that lovely
Princess Oria, whom I remembered as a very little maiden leading some
procession, when I was a lad at Tiflis. If ever any boy has any heart to
lose, when it ought to be gone upon play and mischief, mine had taken a
sally out of me at sight of that young darling, trying to walk in a
stately manner as she had been instructed, and resolute to bring her
soft innocent self to the stiffness of the great occasion. How I had
longed to lift her up among them and shout--'This is your Queen, if you
had a spark of courage. Behold the pink eagle on her shoulder!'
"But now it was a very different thing. The duty of an officer in trust
was laid upon me, and if the men of Georgia would not stand up for their
race, what had any outer tribe to do with it? The main point before me
was to conquer foolish yearnings, and behave as a figure made of steel
and leather. And without the interference of that glittering little
governess, the rapture and the anguish of my life would not have been.
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