The Secret Dispatch; or, The Adventures of Captain BalgonieGrant, James
History
The Secret Dispatch; or, The Adventures of Captain Balgonie
Grant, James
Russia -- History -- 1801-1917 -- Fiction
He and Podatchkine were both armed, and even were these men outlaws,
they would scarcely, he believed, dare to assault an officer on
military duty; besides, the very name of Schlusselburg, whither he
was proceeding, carried a wholesome terror with it; so dismissing his
casual suspicions, Charlie unbuckled his sword, and seated himself at
the table, on which a cold supper of stewed rabbits and coarse rye
bread was laid for the four who were present.
A platter was placed for a fifth person whom Nicholas remarked to
Podatchkine in a growling tone was still abroad in the forest, or had
not returned from some place which was named in a whisper.
With an affectation of extreme respect and courtesy, none of the
three worthies would seat themselves at the table, until Balgonie
specially invited and urged them in succession to do so.
The bottle of Rhine wine was produced from the apartment above and
opened. The length of the cork and the dust on the bottle (wherever
it came from originally) argued well of the contents, and two horns,
one of which, had a handsome silver rim, were placed for the Captain
and the Corporal.
The former was rather surprised to find such a drinking vessel as
this silver mounted cup in a place so squalid, and he was about to
lift and examine it, when Nicholas Paulovitch, with almost nervous
haste, filled it, and also that of the Corporal, to the brim.
To the surprise of Balgonie, the latter exhibited some undisguised
alarm on seeing wine placed before _him_; it was an attention under
all the circumstances he neither wished nor expected; and so he
declined to drink of it, saying that he was "a true Russ, and would
adhere to the quass."
"Nay, fear not, friend Michail," said the woodman, "'tis the best of
Rhine wine. The cup with the silver mounting is of course for his
Excellency the Hospodeen," he added with a quiet but grim
significance, which the wily Cossack quite understood, so he drained
the wine horn without further objection.
Soon after having supped, and imbibed his full share of the wine
bottle, Balgonie expressed a desire for repose, as he wished to
depart by daybreak; but he had other reasons for retiring so early.
He did not much relish the society of the gipsy, the Stepniak, and
the Corporal of Cossacks; and he wished to indulge in reverie, to
commune with himself, and let the current of his thoughts run
undisturbed on Natalie and their adieus.
"This way, Excellency," said Nicholas, with alacrity, lifting the
pine torch in its iron loutchin, and ushering him up the stair, a
mere common ladder, and through the trap-door into the little
apartment above, where his couch, composed merely of skins of the
bear and sheep awaited him, and where he could see the dark forest
and the occasional stars through a small window that gave light and
air to the place, which was so limited in size, that it somewhat
resembled a little cabin in a ship.
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