Pugatchef
sat beneath the holy
pictures in a red caftan and high cap, his hand on his thigh.
pictures in a red caftan and high cap, his hand on his thigh.
Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant
We crossed the ravine to enter the settlement. All the peasants' houses
were lit up. All around arose shouts and noise. I met a crowd of people
in the street, but no one paid any attention to us, or recognized in me
an officer of Orenburg. We were taken to a "_izba_," built in the angle
of two streets. Near the door were several barrels of wine and two
cannons.
"Here is the palace! " said one of the peasants; "we will go and announce
you. "
He entered the "_izba_. " I glanced at Saveliitch; the old man was making
the sign of the cross, and muttering prayers. We waited a long time. At
last the peasant reappeared, and said to me--
"Come, our father has given orders that the officer be brought in. "
I entered the "_izba_," or the palace, as the peasant called it. It was
lighted by two tallow candles, and the walls were hung with gold paper.
All the rest of the furniture, the benches, the table, the little
washstand jug hung to a cord, the towel on a nail, the oven fork
standing up in a corner, the wooden shelf laden with earthen pots, all
was just as in any other "_izba_.
Pugatchef sat beneath the holy
pictures in a red caftan and high cap, his hand on his thigh. Around
him stood several of his principal chiefs, with a forced expression of
submission and respect. It was easy to see that the news of the arrival
of an officer from Orenburg had aroused a great curiosity among the
rebels, and that they were prepared to receive me in pomp. Pugatchef
recognized me at the first glance. His feigned gravity disappeared at
once.
"Ah! it is your lordship," said he, with liveliness. "How are you? What
in heaven's name brings you here? "
I replied that I had started on a journey on my own business, and that
his people had stopped me.
"And on what business? " asked he.
I knew not what to say. Pugatchef, thinking I did not want to explain
myself before witnesses, made a sign to his comrades to go away. All
obeyed except two, who did not offer to stir.
"Speak boldly before these," said Pugatchef; "hide nothing from them.
