The night was still and
cold, the moon and stars, sparkling with all their brightness, lit up
the square and the gallows.
cold, the moon and stars, sparkling with all their brightness, lit up
the square and the gallows.
Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant
If you really wish me well,
send me back to Orenburg. "
Pugatchef reflected.
"But if I send you away," said he, "will you promise me at least not to
bear arms against me? "
"How can you expect me to promise you that? " replied I. "You know
yourself that that does not depend upon me. If I be ordered to march
against you I must submit. You are a chief now--you wish your
subordinates to obey you. How can I refuse to serve if I am wanted? My
head is at your disposal; if you let me go free, I thank you; if you
cause me to die, may God judge you. Howbeit, I have told you the truth. "
My outspoken candour pleased Pugatchef.
"E'en so let it be," said he, clapping me on the shoulder; "either
entirely punish or entirely pardon. Go to the four winds and do what
seems good in your eyes, but come to-morrow and bid me good-bye; and now
begone to bed--I am sleepy myself. "
I left Pugatchef, and went out into the street.
The night was still and
cold, the moon and stars, sparkling with all their brightness, lit up
the square and the gallows. All was quiet and dark in the rest of the
fort. Only in the tavern were lights still to be seen, and from within
arose the shouts of the lingering revellers.
I threw a glance at the pope's house. The doors and the shutters were
closed; all seemed perfectly quiet there. I went home and found
Saveliitch deploring my absence. The news of my regained liberty
overwhelmed him with joy.
"Thanks be to Thee, O Lord! " said he, making the sign of the cross. "We
will leave the fort to-morrow at break of day and we will go in God's
care. I have prepared something for you; eat, my father, and sleep till
morning quietly, as though in the pocket of Christ! "
I took his advice, and, after having supped with a good appetite, I went
to sleep on the bare boards, as weary in mind as in body.
CHAPTER IX.
THE PARTING.
The drum awoke me very early, and I went to the Square. There the troops
of Pugatchef were beginning to gather round the gallows where the
victims of the preceding evening still hung.
send me back to Orenburg. "
Pugatchef reflected.
"But if I send you away," said he, "will you promise me at least not to
bear arms against me? "
"How can you expect me to promise you that? " replied I. "You know
yourself that that does not depend upon me. If I be ordered to march
against you I must submit. You are a chief now--you wish your
subordinates to obey you. How can I refuse to serve if I am wanted? My
head is at your disposal; if you let me go free, I thank you; if you
cause me to die, may God judge you. Howbeit, I have told you the truth. "
My outspoken candour pleased Pugatchef.
"E'en so let it be," said he, clapping me on the shoulder; "either
entirely punish or entirely pardon. Go to the four winds and do what
seems good in your eyes, but come to-morrow and bid me good-bye; and now
begone to bed--I am sleepy myself. "
I left Pugatchef, and went out into the street.
The night was still and
cold, the moon and stars, sparkling with all their brightness, lit up
the square and the gallows. All was quiet and dark in the rest of the
fort. Only in the tavern were lights still to be seen, and from within
arose the shouts of the lingering revellers.
I threw a glance at the pope's house. The doors and the shutters were
closed; all seemed perfectly quiet there. I went home and found
Saveliitch deploring my absence. The news of my regained liberty
overwhelmed him with joy.
"Thanks be to Thee, O Lord! " said he, making the sign of the cross. "We
will leave the fort to-morrow at break of day and we will go in God's
care. I have prepared something for you; eat, my father, and sleep till
morning quietly, as though in the pocket of Christ! "
I took his advice, and, after having supped with a good appetite, I went
to sleep on the bare boards, as weary in mind as in body.
CHAPTER IX.
THE PARTING.
The drum awoke me very early, and I went to the Square. There the troops
of Pugatchef were beginning to gather round the gallows where the
victims of the preceding evening still hung.
