The Capsina: An Historical NovelBenson, E. F. (Edward Frederic)
History
The Capsina: An Historical Novel
Benson, E. F. (Edward Frederic)
Greece -- History -- War of Independence, 1821-1829 -- Fiction
She looked across at the fat, white face of Christos's wife, at her
slovenly habit and uncleanly hands.
"Yet there are many strange things in the world," she said. "Make
Michael his dinner, will you, little Mitsos?"
Christos's wife stared with interest as Mitsos put gravy, bones, bread,
and, lastly, a piece of meat in Michael's wooden bowl.
"It is not right!" she cried, shrilly; "you must not feed a dog like a
Christian."
"I honor his name, cousin," said the Capsina, laughing.
"His name! That is as unsuited to a dog as his food."
"Therefore I honor him," said the Capsina; and the wife, making nothing
of this, thought it more prudent to be silent; and Christos, equally
puzzled, hushed her.
"You do not understand," he said, which was true enough.
Next day they set sail again for Nauplia; the blockading fleet was
stationed outside the harbor, and, having anchored, the Capsina, with
Kanaris and Mitsos, went off to the admiral's ship to make report. As
the news spread from crew to crew, the shouting rose and redoubled, and
Suleima, who had come down with the littlest one, on the news of their
arrival, to the quay, could scarce get at Mitsos for the press, and for
the time the two had to be content with letting their eyes seek and
find each other from afar, saying that it was well with them. But the
Capsina had gone back to her ship, and was alone.
CHAPTER XVII
The last days of the beleaguered town had begun, and it was only from
fear of treachery--not, alas! unwarranted--on the part of the Greeks
that the besieged still held out. The scenes at the capitulation of
Navarin, not eighteen months old, the repetition of them at Athens,
scarcely six months ago, had not encouraged the Turks to hope for
honorable dealings with their enemies, or rather with the half-brigand
chiefs, such as Kolocotrones and Poniropoulos, who commanded the
forces. Hypsilantes, they had learned from the previous negotiations
which were concluded by him and taken out of his hand by Kolocotrones,
was no more than a cipher put first among other figures, and while
there was still the faintest hope, they had determined not to surrender.
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