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The Secret of the Night
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- about 336
- Category
- Literature & Fiction
- Language
- English
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- 6.2 h at 250 wpm
From the opening
In the dining-room it was Thaddeus Tchnichnikoff’s turn to tell hunting
stories. He was the greatest timber-merchant in Lithuania. He owned
immense forests and he loved Feodor Feodorovitch* as a brother, for they
had played together all through their childhood, and once he had saved
him from a bear that was just about to crush his skull as one might
knock off a hat. General Trebassof’s father was governor of Courlande at
that time, by the grace of God and the Little Father. Thaddeus, who was
just thirteen years old, killed the bear with a single stroke of his
boar-spear, and just in time. Close ties were knit between the two
families by this occurrence, and though Thaddeus was neither noble-born
nor a soldier, Feodor considered him his brother and felt toward him
as such. Now Thaddeus had become the greatest timber-merchant of the
western provinces, with his own forests and also with his massive body,
his fat, oily face, his bull-neck and his ample paunch. He quitted
everything at once--all his affairs, his family--as soon as he learned
of the first attack, to come and remain by the side of his dear comrade
Feodor. He had done this after each attack, without forgetting one.
He was a faithful friend. But he fretted because they might not go
bear-hunting as in their youth. ‘Where, he would ask, are there any
bears remaining in Courlande, or trees for that matter, what you could
call trees, growing since the days of the grand-dukes of Lithuania,
giant trees that threw their shade right up to the very edge of the
towns? Where were such things nowadays? Thaddeus was very amusing,
for it was he, certainly, who had cut them away tranquilly enough
and watched them vanish in locomotive smoke. It was what was called
Progress. Ah, hunting lost its national character assuredly with tiny
new-growth trees which had not had time to grow. And, besides, one
nowadays had not time for hunting. All the big game was so far away.
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