The Circassian Chief: A Romance of RussiaKingston, William Henry Giles
History
The Circassian Chief: A Romance of Russia
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Caucasus -- History -- Juvenile fiction
"For the present, I trust you are safe, but I cannot answer for how long
a time you may remain so, as the police will yet keep a watch on this
place. I should advise, you, Sir, who are strong and able to seek
safety elsewhere, to retire from hence as soon as I can ascertain that
the road be clear; I am even confident, that they will return here again
before long. Are you ready to depart?"
"Yes, yes," replied the conspirator, "I would rather trust myself to the
dangers of the open streets, than run the risk of being taken here, like
a fox in his hole; but it will be a perilous undertaking to run the
gauntlet through the bands of the lynx-eyed police. Can I serve my
friend, Galetzoff? and shall I not leave him in greater danger?"
"Fear not for him, leave him to my charge," answered Azila, "and now, be
ready to fly hence on my return. I will learn from those on the watch
if all be safe."
The maiden departed, the old man closing the door with the utmost
caution, while the conspirator pressed Ivan's hand, bidding him
farewell, and stood ready to sally forth on her return. She soon came
back, assuring him that none of the police were to be seen in the
neighbourhood; with hurried and anxious look, he then rushed forth to
reach a safer refuge.
The door was now again secured with bar and bolt. Assuming the same
bashful and retiring manner as before, when in Ivan's presence, so
different from her usual free and independent bearing, when in discourse
with others, Azila addressed the wounded youth--
"I must now leave you for a while," she said, "for I go to seek means to
enable you to escape hence, in safety, to the tents of my people, where
your wound will be quickly healed, and you may dwell until you gain
strength to fly from the country. Until my return, I confide you to the
care of an old and tried friend, and a trusty guard watches outside, who
will give immediate notice of the slightest danger." Then making her
usual oriental obeisance, she withdrew towards the door, lingering to
cast one look on her patient; and before he had time to express his
thanks, she had quitted the vault.
Ivan was left in the recess, the entrance being open, while his aged
host prepared himself for slumber on a pallet in a corner of the vault;
he followed the latter's example, although every passing sound aroused
him.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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