Ellice Quentin, and other storiesHawthorne, Julian
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Ellice Quentin, and other stories
Hawthorne, Julian
American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
Here the elder lady interposed with a smile, 'Not altogether Russian,
monsieur. For my part, I am a Circassian. My father was attached to the
Court of the Czar after the conquest of our poor country. I was married
among our conquerors--what will you? For Almara, she may be called the
Reconciliation, is it not?'
'If all quarrels could find such reconciliation----' I began.
The Countess Semaroff laughed good-naturedly. 'There, you are
_spirituel_; one sees you have lived much in Paris,' she was kind
enough to say.
'But it is not in the _salons_ of Paris that you have found the
power to conceive your pictures. I refer not to the execution--the
_technique_--all that which labour and experience may acquire; but
it is the thought, look you, the life that is in your work; and this
can be found not in any city, not in any society, but only in the man
himself who feels, who sees.'
It was the young Countess who spoke thus, and with an energy of
tone and expression that caused those nerves of self-approbation
which are situated somewhere in the back part of a man's throat to
thrill pleasantly. I had not expected to find in so young a woman an
appreciation at once so earnest and intelligent.
'You have studied art yourself?' I said to her.
'Behold, my very dear, you will permit that I sit on the bench and read
my letter while you and Monsieur Campbell have your little debate. When
you are fatigued you shall rejoin me. Go, then.' And with this the good
Countess established herself upon a seat sheltered from the breeze,
but which we would pass and repass at every turn of our promenade. Our
conversation continued.
'I do not name myself student; I am a lover,' said the Countess Almara.
'My life has not been a school; it has been a passion. I cannot talk
learnedly, as do many; I know not the names of things; but I know what
reaches my heart: that I understand and never forget.'
'It is, then, that your heart has taught you more than the heads of
many students teach them.'
'I should like to believe that,' she exclaimed with animation. 'I like
not to be told, "You must believe this; you must say that." I would
believe and say because I cannot help it. Figure to yourself that my
life has not been altogether after the convenances. A child, I lived in
a grand château beside a lake; beyond the lake was a mountain, and on
all sides a forest. I had a gun, I hunted, and I swam and rowed upon
the lake, and I had my horses and my dogs. To sew, to play with dolls,
look you, I cared not for it. I am not as the French, not even as the
Russians; like my mother, I am Circassian; yes, I am more Circassian
than she instead of less.'
'I believe it well. But later you left this château--you travelled?'
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