English essays -- 20th century; Russia; Russia -- Fiction; Russia -- Social life and customs; Short stories, English
Then Anoushka broke into a passion of weeping, and begged and implored
her mother not to let her marry Dimitri; and her mother lost patience,
and said she deserved to be beaten; that she never heard such nonsense
in her life.
“Now stop that crying,” she ended by saying, “or I will call your
father, and he shall put an end to this nonsense!”
Then Anoushka dried her tears and said: “Very well, since it is so, let
it be so. But I will never be Dimitri’s wife!”
Then the troikas drove up to the cottage door, their bells jangling and
tinkling, and the bridal couples all in their best clothes were driven
off at a canter to the church, and the wedding took place. And Anoushka
and Douniasha were crowned with gold crowns, and walked round the altar
(which was placed in the centre of the church with a tall candle on it)
in memory of David dancing round the Ark, according to the rite of
the Orthodox Church. After the ceremony was over, they drove home once
more and the feasting, which had already lasted one day, began again.
The two bridegrooms were taken by their friends through the village,
stopping at nearly every cottage to have their healths drunk, and to
join in the toasts, while crowds of children followed them, some of
them beating small tom-toms and scrambling every fifty yards or so for
sugar, which was thrown to them in handfuls by the bridegrooms and
their friends.
Towards the evening the bridegrooms were fairly intoxicated, although
they could both walk quite straight and speak without difficulty.
In Vichareff’s house an uproarious feast ended in general music and
dancing, which took place on the green in front of the cottage. In
the yard behind the house a special chamber, like a tent, had been
made for Anoushka, hung with pieces of striped linen. The dancing
company ultimately moved from Vichareff’s house and visited various
parts of the village, settling now here and now there, and gaining
fresh liveliness and zest at each place where it settled. Anoushka was
left alone, and shortly afterwards Dimitri returned. He went into
the cottage and saw that it was empty. He then went into the yard and
into the tent which had been prepared; and glimmering in the darkness
he saw the tall white figure of Anoushka standing up. He called to
her, but she did not answer. Being half-intoxicated he could not see
clearly, and he was not sure whether it was in reality Anoushka or not
that he seemed to see. He called once more, as loudly as he could,
and, receiving no answer, he walked up to her and grasped her by the
arm, and as he did so her whole body swung backwards and forwards as
though it were dancing on air. Then in a moment he grew sober, for he
realised that Anoushka had hanged herself, and he went and shouted for
the neighbours. The body was cut down, and efforts were made to restore
her to life, but she had already been dead about an hour, and there was
nothing more to be done.
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