“But enough! It is time for me to pray,” said Hadji Murad drawing from an inner breast-pocket of his Circassian coat Vorontsov’s repeater watch and carefully pressing the spring. The repeater struck twelve and a quarter. Hadji Murad listened with his head on one side, repressing a childlike smile.
“Kunak Vorontsov’s present,” he said, smiling.
“It is a good watch,” said Loris-Melikov. “Well then, to thou and pray, and I will wait.”
“Yakshi. Very well,” said Hadji Murad and went to his bedroom.
Left by himself, Loris-Melikov wrote down in his notebook the chief things Hadji Murad had related, and then lighting1 a cigarette began to pace up and down the room. On reaching the door opposite the bedroom he heard animated2 voices speaking rapidly in Tartar. He guessed that the speakers were Hadji Murad’s murids, and opening the door he went to them.
The room was impregnated with that special leathery acid smell peculiar3 to the mountaineers. On a burka spread out on the floor sat the one-eyed, red-haired Gamzalo, in a tattered4 greasy5 beshmet, plaiting a bridle6. He was saying something excitedly, speaking in a hoarse7 voice, but when Loris-Melikov entered he immediately became silent and continued his work without paying any attention to him.
In front of Gamzalo stood the merry Khan Mahoma showing his white teeth, his black lashless8 eyes glittering, and saying something over and over again. The handsome Eldar, his sleeves turned up on his strong arms, was polishing the girths of a saddle suspended from a nail. Khanefi, the principal worker and manager of the household, was not there, he was cooking their dinner in the kitchen.
“What were you disputing about?” asked Loris-Melikov after greeting them.
“Why, he keeps on praising Shamil,” said Khan Mahoma giving his hand to Loris-Melikov. “He says Shamil is a great man, learned, holy, and a dzhigit.”
“How is it that he has left him and still praises him?”
“He has left him and still praises him,” repeated Khan Mahoma, his teeth showing and his eyes glittering.
“And does he really consider him a saint?” asked Loris- Melikov.
“If he were not a saint the people would not listen to him,” said Gamzalo rapidly.
“Shamil is no saint, but Mansur was!” replied Khan Mahoma. “He was a real saint. When he was Imam the people were quite different. He used to ride through the aouls and the people used to come out and kiss the him of his coat and confess their sins and vow9 to do no evil. Then all the people — so the old men say — lived like saints: not drinking, nor smoking, nor neglecting their prayers, and forgiving one another their sins even when blood had been spilt. If anyone then found money or anything, he tied it to a stake and set it up by the roadside. In those days God gave the people success in everything — not as now.”
“In the mountains they don’s smoke or drink now,” said Gamzalo.
“Your Shamil is a lamorey,” said Khan Mahoma, winking11 at Loris-Melikov. (Lamorey was a contemptuous term for a mountaineer.)
“Yes, lamorey means mountaineer,” replied Gamzalo. “It is in the mountains that the eagles dwell.”
“Smart fellow! Well hit!” said Khan Mahoma with a grin, pleased at his adversary’s apt retort.
Seeing the silver cigarette-case in Loris Melikov’s hand, Khan Mahoma asked for a cigarette, and when Loris=Melikov remarked that they were forbidden to smoke, he winded with one eye and jerking his head in the direction of Hadji Murad’s bedroom replied that they could do it as long as they were not seen. He at once began smoking — not inhaling12 — and pouting13 his red lips awkwardly as he blew out the smoke.
“That is wrong!” said Gamzalo severely14, and left the room. Khan Mahoma winked15 in his direction, and while smoking asked Loris-Melikov where he could best buy a silk beshmet and a white cap.
“Why, has thou so much money?”
“I have enough,” replied Khan Mahoma with a wink10.
“Ask him where he got the money,” said Eldar, turning his handsome smiling face towards Loris-Melikov.
“Oh, I won it!” said Khan Mahoma quickly, and related how while walking in Tiflis the day before he had come upon a group of men — Russians and Armenians — playing at orlyanka (a kind of heads-and-tails). the stake was a large one: three gold ;pieces and much silver. Khan Mahoma at once saw what the game consisted in, and jingling16 the coppers17 he had in his pocket he went up to the players and said he would stake the whole amount.
“How couldst thou do it? Hadst thou so much?” asked Loris- Melikov.
“I had only twelve kopecks,” said Khan Mahoma, grinning.
“But if thou hadst lost?”
“Why, this!” said Khan Mahoma pointing to his pistol.
“Wouldst thou have given that?”
“Give it indeed! I should have run away, and if anyone had tried to stop me I should have killed him — that’s all!”
“Well, and didst thou win?”
“Aye, I won it all and went away!”
Loris-Melikov quite understood what sort of men Khan Mahoma and Eldar were. Khan Mahoma was a merry fellow, careless and ready for any spree. He did not know what to do with his superfluous18 vitality19. He was always gay and reckless, and played with his own and other people’s lives. For the sake of that sport with life he had now come over to the Russians, and for the same sport he might go back to Shamil tomorrow.
Eldar was also quite easy to understand. He was a man entirely20 devoted21 to his Murshid; calm, strong, and firm.
The red-haired Gamzalo was the only one Loris-Melikov did not understand. He saw that that man was not only loyal to Shamil but felt an insuperable aversion, contempt, repugnance22, and hatred23 for all Russians, and Loris-Melikov could therefore not understand why he had come over to them. It occurred to him that, as some of the higher officials suspected, Hadji Murad’s surrender and his tales of hatred of Shamil might be false, and that perhaps he had surrendered only to spy out the Russians’ weak spots that, after escaping back to the mountains, he might be able to direct his forces accordingly. Gamzalo’s whole person strengthened this suspicion.
“The others, and Hadji Murad himself, know how to hid their intentions, but this one betrays them by his open hatred,” thought he.
Loris-Melikov tried to speak to him. He asked whether he did not feel dull. “No, I don’t!” he growled24 hoarsely25 without stopping his work, and glancing at his questioner out of the corner of his one eye. He replied to all Loris-Melikov’s other questions in a similar manner.
While Loris-Melikov was in the room Hadji Murad’s fourth murid came in, the Avar Khanefi; a man with a hairy face and neck and an arched chest as rough as if it were overgrown with moss26. He was strong and a hard worker, always engrossed27 in his duties, and like Eldar unquestioningly obedient to his master.
When he entered the room to fetch some rice, Loris-Melikov stopped him and asked where he came from and how long he had been with Hadji Murad.
“Five years,” replied Khanefi. “I come from the same aoul as he. My father killed his uncle and they wished to kill me.” he said calmly, looking from under his joined eyebrows28 straight into Loris-Melikov’s face. “Then I asked them to adopt me as a brother.”
“What do you mean by ‘adopt as a brother’?”
“I did not shave my head nor cut my nails for two months, and then I came to them. They let me in to Patimat, his mother, and she gave me the breast and I became his brother.”
Hadji Murad’s voice could be heard from the next room and Eldar, immediately answering his call, promptly29 wiped his hands and went with large strides into the drawing room.
“He asks thee to come,” said he, coming back.
Loris-Melikov gave another cigarette to the merry Khan Mahoma and went into the drawing room.
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