The train was full since it left town. Everyone was talking because they knew each other. When the train passed through Tarasakun, one of them said: Here are frequent murders, and they talk about a mysterious assassin who was caught two years ago, praising the life of a traveler from time to time ...
The Ripper:
Each of them put assumptions and gave his opinion, women were watching, the tremors of falling night behind the glass, they are afraid of the sudden appearance of the head of a man through the door, and some were telling terrifying stories of the meetings of individual with the madmen in a fast train, and hours passed by a suspicious person, He knows a joke he cherishes, each one of whom has made horror in a naughty and ruthless frame on unexpected occasions, with unbridled composure and daring.
the doctor :
Among the passengers there was a doctor who went through every winter, passing through the south of France, he also made a joke and told a strange incident: "I had no chance to experience my courage in an incident of this kind, but I knew a woman, one of my patients, who died, Accidents are mysterious and influential ..
The Story of the Patient:
The first story of this story was held in Russia, by the Countess Marie Baranov, who was a distinguished woman and one of the most beautiful women. You know how beautiful the women of Russia are: the nose is soft and the mouth is thin, the eyes are close, the color is hard to define, it is blue and gray, Somewhat ! They have something evil and tempting, arrogant and gentle, affectionate and strict, which attracts the French and fascinates him.In fact, perhaps the difference in races and patterns, which makes me see all these things in them, several years ago saw her doctor, she threatened my chest, and tried to persuade her to go to the south of France, but stubbornly refused to leave Petersburg, last autumn last, She was inevitably dead, she warned her husband who immediately ordered her to go to Manton.
the train :
She sat alone in a trailer, and her servant filled another room. She sat opposite the door, prey to sadness. She saw the countryside and the villages passing in front of her eyes. She felt the isolation of this abandoned life, without children and almost no people, with a husband who died in love. A distant place without being accompanied, as a sick servant sent to a hospital.
Night:
At each station, her servant Ivan came and inquired if she needed anything, he was a very loyal old servant, ready to carry out any order she gave him, the night fell and the train was running at full speed, she could not sleep and her nerves went up, , Which she took from her husband in the last minute, in a French gold coin, opened her small purse and emptied her knees in a stream of rusty yellow.
the stranger :
Suddenly she felt a cold stream of air slap her face, raised her head surprised, and if the door opens, threw her shawl panicked on her dress scattered on her dress and waited, a few seconds passed, and then appeared a man with a hand-wounded head, gasping in evening dresses, closed the door and sat down and then took a look On his neighbor with glittering eyes, then wrapped his bleeding hand with a tissue.
Fear:
The woman felt that she was almost dying for fear. Surely this man saw her preparing her gold. He came to steal her and kill her. He stared at her breathlessly, his face was jerky and he was without doubt ready to bite her. do not be afraid .
She did not answer anything, as she was unable to open her mouth, and she heard her heartbeat and ears ringing in her ears and resumed: "I am not a chakya or an agnostic. My lady, you did not understand a word, but with a sudden movement she made her knees come closer. In pipes.
Help :
The man was surprised when he saw the metal leg and suddenly bent to fill the gold pieces, but she got up trembling and threw all her wealth on the ground and went to the door to receive herself on the track, but he was keen to do what he did Vothb and grabbed by his arms and sit by force.
I am not a thief and the proof is that I will take this money and I want you, but I am a dead man, a dead man if you do not help me cross the border, I can not tell you more, within an hour we will be at the last Russian station, and during And I will not be able to tell you more, and I will not be able to tell you more.
He knelt on his knees and the gold hammock spread over the seats, searching for the last pieces rolled here and there, and after her bag was full again he responded to his neighbor, without uttering a word and returning to sit in the other corner of the trailer.
Stay tuned:
Neither of them remained silent. She remained silent and helpless, but gradually began to calm down, but he froze and his eyes fixed, pale as the face of the dead.
He was almost a 30-year-old man with a beautiful face. His appearance suggested nobility. The train was walking through the darkness, sometimes slowing down and then starting at its highest. Suddenly he began to slow down, sending a sputtering sound and then completely stopping.
Ms. and the servant:
Then Ivan appeared at the door, to receive the orders of his mistress, with a trembling voice she said to her servant after she had been given a last look at what the stranger had said: "Ivan, come back to the count, I no longer need you."
She said: No, you will not come with me, I have changed my mind, I want to stay in Russia, take some money to return, give me your hat and coat, take off his hat and his coat to the countess, obedient without objection. He is accustomed to his mistress's sudden wishes and stubborn vices. Tears in his eyes ..
Countess and strange:
The train went to the border, said the Countess Marie to her neighbor: "These things are for you, sir, now you are my servant, I will only put one condition on what I do, that you never speak to me, do not tell me one word.
Do not thank me for any other reason. The stranger bowed without saying a word. Soon the train stopped again. The train staff got up and handed them the papers. Then she pointed to the man sitting in the other trailer.
.Then the train left. The two remained alone during the night. When the morning came, they stopped at a German station. The stranger came down to the door and said, "Sorry, ma'am. I am violating my promise, but I have deprived you of your servant. ? I went back and called my summer. He went and disappeared, on the way when she went down to the cafe, glimpsed him from afar, finally reached Manton.
Silent Love:
The doctor paused for a moment and then resumed. One day, when I received my patients in my clinic, I saw a young man come to me and say: Doctor, I came to ask you about Countess Marie Baranov, although she never knew me, a friend of her husband.
I told him that she was dead, and she would not return to Russia. The man suddenly sobbed, then got up and staggered like a drunk. I told the Countess in the evening that a foreign man had inquired about her health. She seemed to be affected and told me everything I had just told you. This man I do not know at all now follows me as my shadow. I meet him when he takes me out with strange looks but he does not even speak to me once.
I thought a little and then went on: "Come on, I bet under my window, I left her seat and went away. I saw the man who came to me sitting on a mobile seat with his eyes on the hotel.
Then I saw something astonishingly painful, the love of those two silent beings that do not know each other. He loved her with the fulfillment of an object that survived, saved to death. He came every day and asked me: How is it today? And he cried bitterly whenever he saw her weaken day after day. She said to me: I have only spoken once, this strange man, though he is waving to me that I have known him for more than twenty years.
When they met, he greeted him with a stern, charming smile. I felt that she was happy, she had been abandoned and that she knew she was inevitably dead, I felt happy because he loved her so, with this respect and poeticity and this fulfillment prepared for everything and yet she remained faithful to her stubbornness She categorically refused to receive him and to know his name and conversation. She said: "No, I will destroy this strange friendship.
But he was certainly like, without Kishot, because he did nothing to get close to her, he wanted to keep to the end the promise that he could never talk to her, which he took himself in the trailer.
Often, during the hours of her weakness, she rises from her chair to raise her curtain and see if there is under her window, and when she sees fixed motionless on his seat, she was back and stretched and the smile on her lips.
the death :
"I wanted to see her for a moment in your presence, I took him from his hand and entered her room, when he arrived in front of her bed, grabbed her hand and kissed her long, and then Fled like crazy ..
End :
The doctor was silent again, and then said: This is the strangest story I knew happened in a train, it should be said that men are sometimes misguided. The woman muttered: These two were less mad than they thought they were, but she could not speak to her crying, We did not know exactly what it meant !!
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