The Circassian Chief: A Romance of Russia — John Shaqi
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
"They may be devils themselves, and still not escape our master's
vengeance," replied Kruntz; "and, as for the girl, he will entrap her
before long, or he will not act like himself. If he cannot do it by
open force, he has numerous secret means to bring about his ends."
"That I'll be sworn he has," said the other; "and so long as he pays me
well, I am ready to serve him, though I do not much relish so hard a
ride as he sent us, in a storm, on a fool's errand. Yet if I could find
out who the two young gallants were, who gave us such confoundedly hard
blows, I should like to see how they felt under like treatment. Some
more vodka, Kruntz, that's the stuff; now for our pipes. Drown care
first, and then smoke him dry, and he won't trouble you; that's the way
for honest men like us to live."
These two worthies, after enjoying their tobacco, left the room. They
will be easily recognised as the myrmidons of the Count Erintoff, sent
forward in great haste by their master, to trace the horsemen, who had
arrested him in his flight with the Gipsy maid--a circumstance the more
embittering to his pride, after his success in securing her person. He
had also dispatched others in an opposite direction, with the same
orders.
Karl at length awoke to find that the shades of evening had already
enveloped the town in obscurity; and he rushed out in great dismay, at
having overslept himself, to endeavour to gain some tidings of his young
master and his friend; but in vain--he could hear nothing of them. The
honest fellow now became greatly alarmed, making inquiries of every body
he met, till finding that his master had certainly not yet arrived in
Tver, he lay down, to await his coming, on one of the wooden benches in
the eating-room, when he very soon again fell into a sleep--not the less
sound from his deep potations of quass--and did not awake till long
after the morning had dawned, and the inmates of the hotel were astir.
He started up, rubbing his eyes, and looking around to convince himself
where he was; when recollecting the events of the previous day, he
instantly set off to gain intelligence of his master. With eager
agitation, he questioned all who came in his way, high and low; but most
people pushed the lowly unshorn serf aside, without deigning to answer
him; some ridiculed him, and bade him seek a new master, if he had lost
his old one, for he would never find him again. Among those whom he had
casually addressed, was one of the two individuals, whose conversation
he had partly overheard when sitting by his side on the previous
evening.
"You are inquiring for your master and his friend," asked Groff; "two
young men, you say, whom you parted from about twenty versts off; as
they rode by themselves through the forest." By thus interrogating the
honest, but simple Karl, he learned every particular he sought to know
respecting Ivan Galetzoff and his companion.
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