"Seest thou, I am much indebted to Yosef, for that matter thou knowest
this best of all, I should like then to pay him honestly,--yes, to pay
him with advice. He is in a strange position, and still, dost
understand, there are certain laws of honor which we are not permitted
to break. I should not wish that any man at any time could say to Yosef,
'Thou hast acted dishonorably.' I say openly I should not wish that.
Thou canst do much, thou hast influence over him."
Vasilkevich, instead of letting himself be persuaded, grew angry.
"But why push into affairs which are not thine? Leave him freedom. It is
only a little while since he began to visit her. Ei! Augustinovich, does
this come from thy heart? If Helena is anything to thee, then may I--But
this is interfering--thou lovest to pose and speak well-sounding words.
Play no comedy! Thou art making a sacrifice as it were by losing
lodgings through Yosef's marriage, but that is mere levity. Thou art
deceiving thyself without knowing it. Have no fear as to Yosef; if thou
wert like him, no more would be needed. What hast thou to do with this
matter? Thou hast not tact to the value of a copper."
"Keep these lessons for thy own use! Then thou wilt not interfere
between them?"
"If this undefined relation were to last long, I should be the first to
try and persuade, and finally to force Yosef to marry her; but to
interfere to-day would be stupid."
Augustinovich went home, greatly confused; a feeling of truth told him,
however, that the Lithuanian was right, and that on his part it would be
really meddling and a desire for posing, nothing more.
CHAPTER VIII
A couple of months had passed, winter had passed, spring had passed,
summer had come, and those relations had not changed.
Yosef loved Helena, she loved him, and their life flowed on in mutual
forgetfulness of the future. But there was a shadow between them, a
shadow thrown by chance. One summer day the widow tied under her chin
the ribbons of a dainty blue hat, and covering her shoulders with a
cape, she took Yosef's arm and they went out to walk.
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