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
His calls for assistance were at last heeded by a being very similar to
himself in dress and features. "Halloo, villain!" cried Karl, as the
man approached, "can you not hear when a Christian calls? Here, help me
to carry this baggage, will you?"
"Who art thou that speakest thus to me?" demanded the other; "art thou
better than I am myself, knave? Art thou not a slave as well as I?"
"Ay, ay, truly," answered Karl, "but I serve a noble master, whilst thou
art but the slave of a base-born Hebrew innkeeper!"
"There thou liest!" exclaimed the indignant ostler, for such was his
office. "I serve the innkeeper truly, and if he did not oblige me to
observe his fasts, as well as those of our own holy church, the service
would not be so bad; but I am no slave of his. I am the born serf of
the noble Baron Ogstrofsty; he has let me out for hire, to the old Jew
Levi, to pay off an old score, and when I have worked it out, I shall
return to my own master."
"That alters the case," replied Karl, rubbing his forehead, that he
might more clearly understand the knotty difference, "so now let us be
friends, and lend me your aid."
"With all my heart, now that thou art civil," said the ostler.
Suiting the action to the word, after fastening the horse's bridle to a
ring in the wall, he assisted in taking the luggage from the cart, and
led the way up a rude flight of steps, on the landing of which they were
met by the landlord Levi, who had been eagerly looking out, in the hope
of making considerable gain by his new guests.
"My noble master, the son of the Baron Galetzoff, and my noble master's
friend, sent me on before them to announce their coming, and to engage
beds and supper. They will be here anon, so make ready for their
reception: their baggage must be placed in their room that I may unpack
it, for they will be rather wet, I fancy, when they arrive."
"Your noble masters shall be well served," answered Levi, bowing rather
to the young nobles' portmanteaus, than to the bearer of them. "This
way, this way!"
And he conducted Karl into a room, boasting of but little comfort. To
him, however, it appeared a luxurious apartment, and he immediately
commenced unpacking the luggage. That done, he locked the door, and
descended with his fellow-serf to look after his horse, and to attend to
his own creature comforts.
Seating himself at the long table in the common eating-room, among the
strange variety of guests, he applied himself with unwearied energy to
the business of mastication, washing down his food with deep draughts of
quass; and so completely was he engaged in this, to him, most grateful
occupation, that he paid but little attention to what was going on
around him.
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