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head back and listened to the words of the song, which appeared to act as a healing balm, for the pain and terror disappeared by degrees from his face. At last his head fell upon his bosom, and he remained as if half asleep and half benumbed.

โ€œIf the singing is continued, he will become altogether pacified. You see, gentlemen, his insanity consists in this, that he is always waiting for apostles; and if visitors appear, he comes out immediately to ask if they are apostles.โ€

Helena continued:โ โ€”

โ€œShow me the way, Lord above Lords!
Iโ€™m like one astray in a waste without end,
Or a ship in the waves of a measureless sea,
Lost and alone.โ€

Her sweet voice grew louder and louder. With the lute in her hands, and eyes raised to heaven, she was so beautiful that the lieutenant could not take his eyes from her. He looked, was lost in her, and forgot the world. He was roused from his ecstasy only by the words of the old princessโ โ€”

โ€œThatโ€™s enough! He will not wake soon. But now I request you to supper, gentlemen.โ€

โ€œWe beg you to our bread and salt,โ€ said the young princes after their mother.

Pan Rozvan, as a man of polished manners, gave his arm to the lady of the house. Seeing this, Skshetuski hurried to the Princess Helena. His heart grew soft within him when he felt her hand on his arm, till fire flashed in his eyes, and he saidโ โ€”

โ€œThe angels in heaven do not sing more beautifully than you.โ€

โ€œIt is a sin for you to compare my singing to that of angels,โ€ answered Helena.

โ€œI donโ€™t know whether I sin or not; but one thing is sureโ โ€”I would give my eyes to hear your singing till death. But what do I say? If blind, I could have no sight of you, which would be the same as torture beyond endurance.โ€

โ€œDonโ€™t say that, for you will leave here tomorrow, and tomorrow forget me.โ€

โ€œThat will not be. My love is such that to the end of life I can love no one else.โ€

The face of the princess grew scarlet; her breast began to heave. She wished to answer, but her lips merely trembled. Then Pan Yan continuedโ โ€”

โ€œBut you will forget me in the presence of that handsome Cossack, who will accompany your singing on a balalaika.โ€

โ€œNever, never!โ€ whispered the maiden. โ€œBut beware of him; he is a terrible man.โ€

โ€œWhat is one Cossack to me? Even if the whole Saitch were behind him, I should dare everything for your sake. You are for me like a jewel without priceโ โ€”you are my world. But tell me, have you the same feeling for me?โ€

A low โ€œYesโ€ sounded like music of paradise in the ears of Pan Yan, and that moment it seemed to him as if ten hearts, at least, were beating in his breast; in his eyes all things grew bright, as if a ray of sunlight had come to the world; he felt an unknown power within himself, as if he had wings on his shoulders.

During supper Bogunโ€™s face, which was greatly changed and pale, glared several times. The lieutenant, however, possessing the affection of Helena, cared not for his rival. โ€œThe devil take him!โ€ thought he. โ€œLet him not get in my way; if he does, Iโ€™ll rub him out.โ€

But his mind was not on Bogun. He felt Helena sitting so near that he almost touched her shoulder with his own; he saw the blush which never left her face, from which warmth went forth; he saw her swelling bosom, and her eyes, now drooping and covered with their lids, now flashing like a pair of starsโ โ€”for Helena, though cowed by the old princess and living in orphanhood, sadness, and fear, was still of the Ukraine and hot-blooded. The moment a warm ray of love fell on her she bloomed like a flower, and was roused at once to new and unknown life. Happiness with courage gleamed in her eyes, and those impulses struggling with her maiden timidity painted her face with the beautiful colors of the rose.

Pan Yan was almost beside himself. He drank deeply, but the mead had no effect on him; he was already drunk from love. He saw no one at the table save her who sat at his side. He saw not how Bogun grew paler each moment, and, touching the hilt of his dagger, gave no ear to Pan Longin, who for the third time told of his ancestor Stoveiko, nor to Kurtsevich, who told about his expedition for โ€œTurkish goods.โ€

All drank except Bogun; and the best example was given by the old princess, who raised a goblet, now to the health of her guests, now to the health of Vishnyevetski, now to the health of the hospodar Lupul. There was talk, too, of blind Vassily and his former knightly deeds, of his unlucky campaign and his present insanity, which Simeon, the eldest, explained as follows:โ โ€”

โ€œJust think! the smallest bit of anything in the eye prevents sight; why should not great drops of pitch reaching the brain cause madness?โ€

โ€œOh, it is a very delicate organ,โ€ said Pan Longin.

At this moment the old princess noticed the changed face of Bogun.

โ€œWhat is the matter, my falcon?โ€

โ€œMy soul is suffering, mother,โ€ said he, gloomily; โ€œbut a Cossack word is not smoke. I will endure.โ€

โ€œHold out, my son; there will be a feast.โ€

Supper came to an end, but mead was poured into the goblets unsparingly. Cossacks called to the dance came, therefore, with greater readiness. The balalaikas and drums, to which the drowsy attendants were to dance, began to sound. Later on, the young princes dropped into the prisyadka. The old princess, putting her hands on her sides, began to keep time with her foot and hum. Pan Yan, seeing this, took Helena to the dance. When he embraced her with his arm it seemed to him that he was drawing part of heaven toward his breast. In the whirl of the dance her long tresses swept

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