California -- History -- Fiction; Rezanov, Nikolai Petrovich, 1764-1807 -- Fiction
He accepted the key awkwardly, not daring to press it upon her, with
the obvious banalities. But he felt a sudden desire to give her
something, and, nothing better offering, he gathered half a dozen roses
and laid them on her lap.
"I was disappointed that you did not wear your roses to-night," he
said. "I associate them with you in my thoughts. Will you put one in
your hair?"
She found a place for two and thrust another in the neck of her gown.
The rest she held closely in her hands. Then he noticed that she was
very white, and again she shivered.
"You are cold and tired," he murmured, his eyes melting to hers. "It
was entrancing, but I hope never to see you give so much of yourself to
others again." His hand in arranging the reboso touched hers. It
lingered, and she stared up at him, helplessly, her eyes wide, her lips
parted. She reminded him of a rabbit caught in a trap, and he had a
sudden and violent revulsion of feeling. He rose and offered his arm.
"I should be a brute if I kept you talking out here. Slip off and go
to bed. I shall start the guests, for I am very tired myself."
XI
He did not talk with her again for several days. He called in state,
but remained only a few moments. His officers went to several impromptu
dances at the Presidio and Mission, but he pleaded fatigue, natural in
the damaged state of his constitution, and left the ship only for a
gallop over the hills or down the coast with Luis Arguello.
But he had never felt better. At the end of a week his pallor had
gone, his skin was tanned and fresh. Even his wretched crew were
different men. They were given much leave on shore, and already might
be seen escorting the serving-women over the hills in the late
afternoon. Rezanov gave them a long rope, although he knew they must
be germinating with a mutinous distaste of the Russian north; he kept
strict watch over them and would have given a deserter his due without
an instant's pause.
The estafette that had gone with Luis' letters to Monterey had taken
one from Rezanov as well, asking permission to pay a visit of ceremony
to the Governor. Five days later the plenipotentiary received a polite
welcome to California, and protest against another long journey; the
humble servant of the King of Spain would himself go to San Francisco
at once and offer the hospitality of California to the illustrious
representative of the Emperor of all the Russias.
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