Fyodor Dostoevsky

appear in the Casino alone. On this occasion no one offered her

a greeting. Two days later she had come to the end of her

resources; whereupon, after staking and losing her last louis

d'or she chanced to look around her, and saw standing by her

side the Baron Burmergelm, who had been eyeing her with fixed

disapproval. To his distaste, however, Mlle. paid no attention,

but, turning to him with her well-known smile, requested him to

stake, on her behalf, ten louis on the red. Later that evening a

complaint from the Baroness led the authorities to request Mlle.

not to re-enter the Casino. If you feel in any way surprised

that I should know these petty and unedifying details, the

reason is that I had them from a relative of mine who, later

that evening, drove Mlle. Zelma in his carriage from

Roulettenberg to Spa. Now, mark you, Mlle. wants to become

Madame General, in order that, in future, she may be spared the

receipt of such invitations from Casino authorities as she

received three years ago. At present she is not playing; but

that is only because, according to the signs, she is lending

money to other players. Yes, that is a much more paying game. I

even suspect that the unfortunate General is himself in her

debt, as well as, perhaps, also De Griers. Or, it may be that the

latter has entered into a partnership with her. Consequently you

yourself will see that, until the marriage shall have been

consummated, Mlle. would scarcely like to have the attention of

the Baron and the Baroness drawn to herself. In short, to any

one in her position, a scandal would be most detrimental. You

form a member of the menage of these people; wherefore, any act

of yours might cause such a scandal--and the more so since daily

she appears in public arm in arm with the General or with Mlle.

Polina. NOW do you understand?"

"No, I do not!" I shouted as I banged my fist down upon the

table--banged it with such violence that a frightened waiter came

running towards us. "Tell me, Mr. Astley, why, if you knew this

history all along, and, consequently, always knew who this Mlle.

Blanche is, you never warned either myself or the General, nor,

most of all, Mlle. Polina" (who is accustomed to appear in the

Casino -- in public everywhere with Mlle. Blanche)." How could you

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