Orpheus in Mayfair and Other Stories and Sketches eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 202 pages of information about Orpheus in Mayfair and Other Stories and Sketches.

Orpheus in Mayfair and Other Stories and Sketches eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 202 pages of information about Orpheus in Mayfair and Other Stories and Sketches.

Sitting opposite me in the second-class carriage of the express train which was crawling at a leisurely pace from Moscow to the south was a little girl who looked as if she were about twelve years old, with her mother.  The mother was a large fair-haired person, with a good-natured expression.  They had a dog with them, and the little girl, whose whole face twitched every now and then from St. Vitus’ dance, got out at nearly every station to buy food for the dog.  On the same side of the carriage, in the opposite corner, another lady (thin, fair, and wearing a pince-nez) was reading the newspaper.  She and the mother of the child soon made friends over the dog.  That is to say, the dog made friends with the strange lady and was reproved by its mistress, and the strange lady said:  “Please don’t scold him.  He is not in the least in my way, and I like dogs.”  They then began to talk.

The large lady was going to the country.  She and her daughter had been ordered to go there by the doctor.  She had spent six weeks in Moscow under medical treatment, and they had now been told to finish this cure with a thorough rest in the country air.  The thin lady asked her the name of her doctor, and before ascertaining what was the disease in question, recommended another doctor who had cured a friend of hers, almost as though by miracle, of heart disease.  The large lady seemed interested and wrote down the direction of the marvellous physician.  She was herself suffering, she said, from a nervous illness, and her daughter had St. Vitus’ dance.  They were so far quite satisfied with their doctor.  They talked for some time exclusively about medical matters, comparing notes about doctors, diseases, and remedies.  The thin lady said she had been cured of all her ills by aspirin and cinnamon.

In the course of the conversation the stout lady mentioned her husband, who, it turned out, was the head of the gendarmerie in a town in Siberia, not far from Irkutsk.  This seemed to interest the thin lady immensely.  She at once asked what were his political views, and what she herself thought about politics.

The large lady seemed to be reluctant to talk politics and evaded the questions for some time, but after much desultory conversation, which always came back to the same point, she said:—­

“My husband is a Conservative; they call him a ‘Black Hundred,’ but it’s most unfair and untrue, because he is a very good man and very just.  He has his own opinions and he is sincere.  He does not believe in the revolution or in the revolutionaries.  He took the oath to serve the Emperor when everything went quietly and well, and now, although I have often begged him to leave the Service, he says it would be very wrong to leave just because it is dangerous.  ‘I have taken the oath,’ he says, ‘and I must keep it.’”

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