The magnificence of her dress reminded me of the times of the farthingale,and the motley hue of her by no means smooth skin,of the happy epoch of the black taffeta patch.An immense wart on her neck was covered by a clasp.She was saying to her cavalier,a captain of dragoons:
"That young Princess Ligovski is a most intolerable creature!Just fancy,she jostled against me and did not apologise,but even turned round and stared at me through her lorgn-ette!...C'est impayable!...And what has she to be proud of?It is time somebody gave her a lesson"...
"That will be easy enough,"replied the obliging captain,and he directed his steps to the other room.
I went up to Princess Mary immediately,and,availing myself of the local customs which allowed one to dance with a stranger,I invited her to waltz with me.
She was scarcely able to keep from smiling and letting her triumph be seen;but quickly enough she succeeded in assuming an air of perfect indifference and even severity.Carelessly she let her hand fall upon my shoulder,inclined her head slightly to one side,and we began to dance.I have never known a waist more voluptuous and supple!
Her fresh breath touched my face;at times a lock of hair,becoming separated from its com-panions in the eddy of the waltz,glided over my burning cheek...
I made three turns of the ballroom (she waltzes surprisingly well).She was out of breath,her eyes were dulled,her half-open lips were scarcely able to whisper the indispensable:
"merci,monsieur."
After a few moments'silence I said to her,assuming a very humble air:
"I have heard,Princess,that although quite unacquainted with you,I have already had the misfortune to incur your displeasure ...that you have considered me insolent.Can that possibly true?""Would you like to confirm me in that opinion now?"she answered,with an ironical little grimace --very becoming,however,to her mobile countenance.
"If I had the audacity to insult you in any way,then allow me to have the still greater audacity to beg your pardon...And,indeed,I should very much like to prove to you that you are mistaken in regard to me"...
"You will find that a rather difficult task"...
"But why?"...
"Because you never visit us and,most likely,there will not be many more of these balls.""That means,"I thought,"that their doors are closed to me for ever.""You know,Princess,"I said to her,with a certain amount of vexation,"one should never spurn a penitent criminal:in his despair he may become twice as much a criminal as before ...
and then"...
Sudden laughter and whispering from the people around us caused me to turn my head and to interrupt my phrase.A few paces away from me stood a group of men,amongst them the captain of dragoons,who had manifested inten-tions hostile to the charming Princess.He was particularly well pleased with something or other,and was rubbing his hands,laughing and ex-changing meaning glances with his companions.
All at once a gentleman in an evening-dress coat and with long moustaches and a red face separated himself from the crowd and directed his uncertain steps straight towards Princess Mary.He was drunk.Coming to a halt opposite the em-barrassed Princess and placing his hands behind his back,he fixed his dull grey eyes upon her,and said in a hoarse treble:
"Permettez ...but what is the good of that sort of thing here...All I need say is:I en-gage you for the mazurka"...
"Very well!"she replied in a trembling voice,throwing a beseeching glance around.Alas!Her mother was a long way off,and not one of the cavaliers of her acquaintance was near.A certain aide-de-camp apparently saw the whole scene,but he concealed himself behind the crowd in order not to be mixed up in the affair.
"What?"said the drunken gentleman,wink-ing to the captain of dragoons,who was encourag-ing him by signs."Do you not wish to dance then?...All the same I again have the honour to engage you for the mazurka...You think,perhaps,that I am drunk!That is all right!...
I can dance all the easier,I assure you"...
I saw that she was on the point of fainting with fright and indignation.
I went up to the drunken gentleman,caught him none too gently by the arm,and,looking him fixedly in the face,requested him to retire.
"Because,"I added,"the Princess promised long ago to dance the mazurka with me.""Well,then,there's nothing to be done!
Another time!"he said,bursting out laughing,and he retired to his abashed companions,who immediately conducted him into another room.
I was rewarded by a deep,wondrous glance.
The Princess went up to her mother and told her the whole story.The latter sought me out among the crowd and thanked me.She informed me that she knew my mother and was on terms of friendship with half a dozen of my aunts.
"I do not know how it has happened that we have not made your acquaintance up to now,"she added;"but confess,you alone are to blame for that.You fight shy of everyone in a positively unseemly way.I hope the air of my drawing-room will dispel your spleen...Do you not think so?"I uttered one of the phrases which everybody must have ready for such an occasion.
The quadrilles dragged on a dreadfully long time.
At last the music struck up from the gallery,Princess Mary and I took up our places.
I did not once allude to the drunken gentleman,or to my previous behaviour,or to Grushnitski.
The impression produced upon her by the unpleasant scene was gradually dispelled;her face brightened up;she jested very charmingly;her conversation was witty,without pretensions to wit,vivacious and spontaneous;her observations were sometimes profound...In a very involved sentence I gave her to understand that I had liked her for a long time.She bent her head and blushed slightly.
"You are a strange man!"she said,with a forced laugh,lifting her velvet eyes upon me.
