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
The shades of evening were fast coming on, as they caught sight of a
smiling village, sequestered in a dell amid the mountains, and shaded by
lofty trees. The chimneys with their curling wreaths of smoke, and the
shepherds driving home their flocks, afforded a scene of rural beauty
and peace, in welcome contrast to that in which they had lately been
engaged. As our wayfarers reached the dwelling of the chief of the
hamlet, the moon rose above the mountains, throwing her pale golden hue
on their summits, and shedding her rays in a silvery stream amid the
forest glades, and deep into the recesses of the dale. Numerous
domestic slaves ran out to take the horses of the chiefs, who were
ushered into the guest-house, by the squire of the lord of the mansion;
he himself being absent, mounting guard in the passes from Ghelendjik,
above which they had lately passed. Ina and her attendants were
delivered over to the care of the wife and daughters of the host.
As Ivan was dismounting, he observed the Armenian merchant regarding the
Russian prisoners with an uneasy look, which was increased when he saw
Karl in close attendance on himself. Javis also regarded the pedlar
with a scrutinising glance.
"There is something in that man's look that I like not," said he,
addressing Ivan. "I will watch him closely, for if I mistake not, he
will be found no true friend to Circassia."
As the man, unsuspicious of what was said of him, moved onward with his
pack horses to take up his abode with one of the inhabitants of the
village, of equal rank to himself, Karl came up to Ivan who was standing
under the verandah of the guest-house admiring the scene of loveliness
before him.
"Hist! sir, hist!" he said. "Did you observe yonder travelling
merchant? Where did he come from? I am surprised to see him in such
worshipful company; for if my eyes deceive me not, I saw him a few
nights ago, as I was on guard near the Baron's quarters, pass by me
twice, and each time a light fell upon his features, so that I think I
cannot be mistaken. He remained closeted with the governor for an hour,
and then took his way towards the mountains."
"Is it, indeed, so?" said Ivan. "The man must be closely watched; for
it will not be advisable to let a spy go at large. Here, Javis, I give
it to your charge to watch the pedlar's movements. My friends seem to
have no suspicion of him; but I will speak to the Hadji, and persuade
him to send some shrewd person to assist you, and act as your guide if
requisite."
As he spoke the Hadji himself appeared, and Ivan lost no time in
mentioning the suspicions which had been raised about the Armenian's
honesty.
"A spy do you think he is?" he replied; "I suspected the fellow was a
knave when he tried to persuade the Prince of Pchad that there was no
use in contending with Russia. No use, forsooth! We shewed them as
much to-day. But this fellow shall be watched, and he shall pay dearly
if he proves treacherous."
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