Marya
remained
in his power!
Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant
All the crowd uncovered.
Pugatchef stopped on the doorstep and said good-morning to everybody.
One of the chiefs handed him a bag filled with small pieces of copper,
which he began to throw broadcast among the people, who rushed to pick
them up, fighting for them with blows.
The principal confederates of Pugatchef surrounded him. Among them was
Chvabrine. Our eyes met; he could read contempt in mine, and he looked
away with an expression of deep hatred and pretended mockery. Seeing me
in the crowd Pugatchef beckoned to me and called me up to him.
"Listen," said he, "start this very minute for Orenburg. You will tell
the governor and all the generals from me that they may expect me in a
week. Advise them to receive me with submission and filial love; if not,
they will not escape a terrible punishment. A good journey, to your
lordship. "
Then turning to the people, he pointed out Chvabrine.
"There, children," said he, "is your new Commandant; obey him in all
things; he answers to me for you and the fort. "
I heard these words with affright. Chvabrine become master of the place!
Marya remained in his power! Good God! what would become of her?
Pugatchef came down the steps, his horse was brought round, he sprang
quickly into the saddle, without waiting for the help of the Cossacks
prepared to aid him.
At this moment I saw my Saveliitch come out of the crowd, approach
Pugatchef, and present him with a sheet of paper. I could not think what
it all meant.
"What is it? " asked Pugatchef, with dignity.
"Deign to read it, and you will see," replied Saveliitch.
Pugatchef took the paper and looked at it a long time with an air of
importance. At last he said--
"You write very illegibly; our lucid[60] eyes cannot make out anything.
Where is our Chief Secretary? "
A youth in a corporal's uniform ran up to Pugatchef.
"Read it aloud," the usurper said to him, handing him the paper.
I was extremely curious to know on what account my retainer had thought
of writing to Pugatchef. The Chief Secretary began in a loud voice,
spelling out what follows--
"Two dressing gowns, one cotton, the other striped silk, six roubles.
Pugatchef stopped on the doorstep and said good-morning to everybody.
One of the chiefs handed him a bag filled with small pieces of copper,
which he began to throw broadcast among the people, who rushed to pick
them up, fighting for them with blows.
The principal confederates of Pugatchef surrounded him. Among them was
Chvabrine. Our eyes met; he could read contempt in mine, and he looked
away with an expression of deep hatred and pretended mockery. Seeing me
in the crowd Pugatchef beckoned to me and called me up to him.
"Listen," said he, "start this very minute for Orenburg. You will tell
the governor and all the generals from me that they may expect me in a
week. Advise them to receive me with submission and filial love; if not,
they will not escape a terrible punishment. A good journey, to your
lordship. "
Then turning to the people, he pointed out Chvabrine.
"There, children," said he, "is your new Commandant; obey him in all
things; he answers to me for you and the fort. "
I heard these words with affright. Chvabrine become master of the place!
Marya remained in his power! Good God! what would become of her?
Pugatchef came down the steps, his horse was brought round, he sprang
quickly into the saddle, without waiting for the help of the Cossacks
prepared to aid him.
At this moment I saw my Saveliitch come out of the crowd, approach
Pugatchef, and present him with a sheet of paper. I could not think what
it all meant.
"What is it? " asked Pugatchef, with dignity.
"Deign to read it, and you will see," replied Saveliitch.
Pugatchef took the paper and looked at it a long time with an air of
importance. At last he said--
"You write very illegibly; our lucid[60] eyes cannot make out anything.
Where is our Chief Secretary? "
A youth in a corporal's uniform ran up to Pugatchef.
"Read it aloud," the usurper said to him, handing him the paper.
I was extremely curious to know on what account my retainer had thought
of writing to Pugatchef. The Chief Secretary began in a loud voice,
spelling out what follows--
"Two dressing gowns, one cotton, the other striped silk, six roubles.
