Asbeïn: From the Life of a Virtuoso. Ossip Schubin
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Название: Asbeïn: From the Life of a Virtuoso

Автор: Ossip Schubin

Издательство: Bookwire

Жанр: Языкознание

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isbn: 4057664595416

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СКАЧАТЬ took leave soon after without having mentioned his song cyclus. His mind was in an uproar. "Is she only coquetting with me?" he asked himself, "or--or--" A passionate joy throbbed in his veins, then suddenly an icy shudder ran over him. "And if she is only like all the others!"

      At his departure Natalie had said to him: "You will come this evening, Boris Nikolaivitch, in spite of this boring Petersburg invasion? I beg you will, vous serez le coin bleu de mon ciel!"

      * * * * * *

      The evening came.

      A Roman sirocco evening, with an approaching thunderstorm that hung heavily around the horizon and would not lift.

      The heavily perfumed sultry air penetrated through the drawn curtains into the Assanows' drawing-room. The Jeliagins had brought a couple of Parisian friends with them, and naturally Pachotin was not missing. A deathly ennui reigned. They spoke of Parisian fashions, of the Empress Eugenie's new court; they complained of the new cook in the Hotel de l'Europe, and of the heat.

      Then they spoke of national dances. The Jeliagins had recently travelled in Spain and were enthusiastic about the fandango. The Parisians had heard there was nothing more graceful than a well-danced Polish mazurka; could none of the Russian ladies dance one for them?--a very bold request, but they were all friends.

      The Jeliagins announced that Natalie danced the mazurka like a true woman of Warsaw. They left her no peace.

      "Oh, I will put on no more airs," said she, "if one of the ladies will take a seat at the piano, so----"

      To go to the piano, even were it only to play dance-music, in Lensky's presence! The ladies swooned at the mere thought.

      "Very well, then you must give up the mazurka," said Natalie, decidedly.

      "Ask Boris Nikolaivitch," whispered one of the St. Petersburg women. "If he is the first violinist of his time, he is also an excellent pianist."

      "No, no," said Natalie, firmly, and then her great brilliant eyes met Lensky's.

      Although at that time he maintained his artistic dignity with quite childish exaggeration, he smiled very good-naturedly and said, "I see very well that you place no confidence in me; you think I cannot catch your mazurka music."

      "No, no, no!" said Natalie. "You shall not degrade your art."

      "And do you really think it would be degrading to improvise a musical background for your performance? I should so like to see you dance." And he stood up and went to the piano.

      Such pretty little phrases were formerly not his style. He had, as Natalie had often laughingly told him, no talent for fioriture in conversation.

      The Petersburg ladies looked at each other. "How polite he has become! You have changed him, Natascha," whispered they.

      Meanwhile Pachotin gave Natalie his hand.

      Lensky had seized the opportunity of admiring her grace with joy. He had never thought how painfully it would affect him to see her dance with another man. He did not take his eyes off her, and meanwhile improvised the most bewitching devil's music.

      She wore a white dress, her neck and arms were bare, and around her waist was a Circassian girdle embroidered with gold and silver. One hand in her partner's, the other hanging loosely at her side, her head slightly on one side, she moved safely over the dangerously smooth surface of the marble floor. At the beginning, pale as usual, except her dark-red lips, she looked quite indifferent; gradually she became warmer and more animated, a slight blush crept into her cheeks, her eyes beamed as if in a happy dream, around her lips trembled the sad expression which the feeling of intense pleasure often causes us, and her movements at the same time had something indescribably gentle and supple.

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