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
Ere Ivan had time to make any answer to this extraordinary
communication, the speaker had escaped, and following her with his eye,
he traced her, until she rejoined the party of dancing girls, who
shortly moved away from the spot.
On returning in search of Thaddeus, he pondered on what he had just
heard. "Extraordinary being that she is," thought he; "what secret
motive can so deeply interest her in my actions, and how can she become
acquainted with plots and conspiracies of such deep import?"
At first, he hesitated to mention the occurrence to his friend; but, on
their return to the hotel, when he was rallied on account of his silent
and meditative mood, he informed him of the warning he had received.
Thaddeus laughed loud, as he expressed his opinion; "Truly, indeed, this
is an excellent excuse which the pretty Gipsy has discovered for
renewing her acquaintance with you; why, Ivan, I see through it all.
She has fallen desperately in love with you, and would have told you so,
had you given her the slightest encouragement, and the time been more
opportune."
Ivan indignantly repelled the idea. "No, no!" he said, "her manner was
too earnest--too respectful to bespeak any such inclination. She
naturally feels gratitude for our aid in rescuing her from the power of
that smiling faced ruffian, the Count Erintoff, and, in return, has
warned us of the revenge he meditates for our interference, and which
she has, by some means, discovered. With regard to the more important
part of her disclosure, I confide in you with an equal trust to that she
has reposed in me. I gather from her words that a plot is being laid to
overthrow the whole mighty fabric of this despotic government, which now
appears to stand on so immoveable a foundation."
A laugh again burst from his friend, who replied, "Your vivid
imagination, my dear Ivan, carries you beyond the limits of probability;
though I sincerely wish it were so; but I rather think that the pretty
messenger's sole view, was to excite your curiosity, in order to gain
another interview."
"Time will shew, Thaddeus," replied the other, "I differ entirely from
you, and, until then, I will not give up the opinion I have formed of
Azila."
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