“I won’t tell you,” said Ivan meekly, “I’ll drop it...
Then the Metropolitan brought the image to Sophia past Peter. Her hands, heavy with rings, parted and took the image tightly, predatorily. Without ceasing to look at the beam, she stepped off the bench. Vasily Vasilyevich, Fyodor Shaklovity, Ivan Miloslavsky - all in sable fur coats - immediately moved closer to the ruler. The cathedral became quiet.
- Give it back... (Everyone heard, - someone said indistinctly and dully.) Give it back... (Already louder, more hateful.) - And when they began to look at Peter, they realized that - he... His face was purple , turning his gaze like an owl, grabbed the twisted golden pillar of the tent, and the tent began to shake...
But Sophia only paused slightly, without turning around, without worrying. To the whole council, abruptly, in a mean way, Peter said:
- Ivan isn’t coming, I’ll go... You go to your place... Give me the icon... This is not a woman’s business... I won’t allow...
Raising her eyes, sweetly, as if out of this world, Sophia said:
- Singers, sing the great exit...
And, descending, she slowly walked along the ranks of the boyars; short and curvy. Peter looked after her, stretching his neck long. (The boyars wear a handkerchief: laughter and sin.) Ivan, carefully following his sister, whispered:
- That’s enough, Petrusha, make peace with her... Why are you quarreling, why are you dividing...
12
Shaklovity, leaning forward in his chair, gazed intently at Vasily Vasilyevich. Sylvester Medvedev in a crimson silk cassock, carefully taking and biting his well-groomed raven-wing beard, also looked at Golitsyn. In the bedroom there was one candle burning on the table. Ostrich feathers over the canopy of the bed cast shadows across the entire ceiling, where horses with wings, flying babies and bare-legged girls crowned the hero with the face of Vasily Vasilyevich. Vasily Vasilyevich himself was lying on a bench, on bear skins. He was shivering with a fever, caught during the Crimean campaign. He was wrapped up to his nose in a squirrel sheepskin coat and had his hands in the sleeves.
“No,” he said after a long wait, “I can’t listen to these speeches... God gave life, God alone will take it away from him...
Shaklovity hit his knee with his hat in annoyance and looked back at Medvedev. He didn't think twice:
- It is said: “I will send an avenger,” - this is understood as such; Life is not taken by God, but by his will by the hand of man...
“In the temple he screams, like in a tavern,” Shaklovity hotly echoed. - Sofya Alekseevna still won’t come to her senses - how scared he was... The wolf cub came out, it’s a bad job for him to start... Wait for him in Moscow with the funny ones, three thousand of them, if not more... Standing stallions... So I say , Sylvester?
- Expect from him the ruin of people and the wounding of the Orthodox Church and the blood shed - torrents... When the horoscope was drawn up, my hair stood up straight, the words, numbers, lines - were swollen with blood... Hey... It's been a long time. it is said: wait for this horoscope...
Vasily Vasilyevich rose up on his elbow, pale, sallow...
-Are you not lying, priest? (Sylvester shook his pectoral cross.) What are you talking about?
“We have been waiting for this horoscope for a long time,” Medvedev repeated, so strangely that Vasily Vasilyevich’s fever crept up his spine. Shaklovity jumped up, rattling his silver chains, and grabbed his saber and hat under his arm.
- It will be too late, Vasily Vasilyevich... Look - our heads are sticking out on stakes... You hesitate, you become timid, and you have tied our hands...
Closing his eyes, Vasily Vasilyevich said:
- I’m not tying your hands...
They didn't get another word from him. Shaklovity left, you could hear it outside the window, and he madly let his horse go through the gate. Medvedev, sitting down at the head of the room, started talking about Patriarch Joachim: two-faced, stupid, weak. When they dress him in the sacristy, the metropolitans push him and show him their figs for fun. We need a young patriarch, a scientist, so that the church can bloom in joy, like a heliport...
- Your crown, prince, would be entwined with those divine grapes... (I would tickle my ear with a beard soaked in sandalwood and rose oil...) Let’s say, I, no and no, would not refuse the patriarch’s robe... They would flourish.. Vaska Silin, the seer, looked from the bell tower of Ivan the Great at the sun through the gap between his fingers and saw all this in the sun in signs... You talk to Silin... And what about Joachim - so every Saturday they secretly bring him four buckets of crucian carp. from Preobrazhensky... And he accepts...
Medvedev also left. Then Vasily Vasilyevich opened his dry eyes. I listened. Outside the door the prince's bed servant was snoring. In the courtyard, guards walked on the flagstones. Taking the candle, Vasily Vasilyevich opened the secret door behind the bed canopy and began to go down the steep staircase. The fever touched me with chills, my thoughts were confused. He stopped, raised the candle above his head, looked down into the darkness with fear...
“Abandon great plans, go to the estates? Let the turmoil pass, let them squabble and go crazy without him... Well, what about shame, what about dishonor? He led regiments, they will say, now he’s herding geese, the prince, Vasily... . him, so - he? Well, how can we not overcome? “A dark matter, an unknown matter, an unfaithful matter... Lord, enlighten... (Being baptized, leaning against a brick wall.) I wish I could get a fever for this time...”
Having gone down, Vasily Vasilyevich with difficulty pushed back the iron bolt and entered the vaulted underground, where in the corner on a felt lay the sorcerer Vaska Silin, chained by his leg...
- Boyar, dear, why are you asking me?.. Yes, I think...
- Get up...
Vasily Vasilyevich put the candle on the floor and pulled his sheepskin coat tighter. The other day he ordered Vaska Silin, who lived in Medvedev’s yard, to be taken and put on a chain. Vaska began to talk too much about the fact that strong people take a love potion from him and use that potion on top of someone about whom it’s scary to say, and for this they will give him a yard in Moscow and allow him to walk without money...
- Did you look at the sun? - asked Vasily Vasilyevich...
Vaska, muttering, fell to his feet and greedily smacked the earthen floor under the prince’s feet in two places. He stood up again - short, stocky, with a bear nose, bald - from the bridge of his nose his thick eyebrows flew up obliquely to the curly hair above his ears, his deep-set eyes glowed with frantic mischief.
- Early in the morning they took me to the bell tower, and another time - at noon. What I saw, I won’t hide...
“It’s doubtful,” said Vasily Vasilyevich, “the heavenly body, what signs are on it?” You're lying...
- Signs, signs... We are accustomed to looking through our fingers, and it’s like a prophecy appears from me, I look as if in a book... Of course, others see in the leaven grounds and in the sieve against the month... Skillfully - why. .. Oh, father, - Vaska Silin suddenly sniffed with his bear nose, swaying, and began to look piercingly at the prince. - Oh, my dear... I saw everything, I know everything... There is one king standing, long, dark, and the crown on his back dangling... The other king is bright... oh, it’s scary to say... three candles at in his head... And between the kings, two grappled and walked like a wheel, like a husband and wife. And both are wearing crowns, and the sun is burning between them...
“I don’t understand why you’re making such a fuss,” Vasily Vasilyevich, raising the candle, backed away.
- Everything will come true in your opinion... Don’t be afraid of anything... Stand strong... And add my herbs, add them - it will be more accurate... Don’t give the girl peace, keep her hot, hot... (Vasily Vasilyevich was already at the door...) Dear Lord, they ordered me to take the chain off of me... (He rushed like a dog in a chain.) Father, they ordered me to send food, having not eaten since yesterday...
When the door slammed, he howled, rattling his chain, wailing in a bad voice...
13
The Streltsy Pentecostals, Kuzma Chermny, Nikita Gladky and Obrosim Petrov, were exhausted, stirring up the Streltsy settlements. They entered the huts, angrily tearing down the door: “What, they say, are you sleeping with women here, and everyone’s heads will soon be torn off...” They shouted terribly in the gathering yard: “We’ll mark the boyars’ yards and merchants’ shops with tar, we’ll rob them, and to demolish the junk into the duvans... Nowadays again - freedom..." In the market squares they threw anonymous letters and then, furiously swearing, read them to the people...
But the archers, like damp firewood, hissed, did not catch fire - the glow of rebellion did not appear. Yes, and they were afraid: “Look how many vile people there are in Moscow, ring the alarm and they’ll destroy everything, you won’t get your property back...”
One day, early in the morning, at the Myasnitsky Gate, they found four guard archers - without memory, their heads were broken, their joints were chopped. They were dragged into the Stremyanny Regiment into a moving hut. They sent for Fyodor Levontevich Shaklovity, and in front of him they said:
“We’re standing at the gate on guard, God forbid, without drinking. And the time is dawn... Suddenly, high horses fly from the wasteland and, you’re living well, they start beating us with butts, hammers, flails... The angriest of all was one, fat, in white in a satin caftan, wearing a boyar’s hat. Lev Kirillovich, you will kill me to death..." And he shouts: "It won’t happen, I’ll pay the damned archers for my brothers.”
Shaklovity listened, grinning. Examined the wounds. Taking the severed finger in his hands, he showed it from the porch to outsiders and archers. “Yes,” he said, apparently, they will soon drag you by the legs too...
Wonderful. I couldn’t believe that Lev Kirillovich would suddenly start spoiling me like that. And Gladky, Petrov and Chermny spread throughout the settlements that Lev Kirillovich and his comrades were driving at night, looking closely, and they found out; whoever stole in the Kremlin seven years ago is beaten to death... “Of course,” the archers answered quietly, “they don’t pat you on the head for theft...”
Three days passed, and again, at the Pokrovsky Gate, the same horsemen with a fat boyar ran into the outpost, beat with hammers, whips, sabers, wounded many... In some places the alarm bell sounded in the regiments, but the archers were completely scared and did not come out... But At night they began to run away from the guard posts. They demanded that at least a hundred of them be sent to the outfit and with a cannon... As if to the eye, the archers had completely calmed down...
And then there was a rumor that these high-horse mischief-makers had already been recognized by someone: Styopka Odoevsky, Mishka Tyrtov, who lived with him as a lover, Pyotr Andreevich Tolstoy, and here, in a white caftan, it was as if it was not even a boyar, but a clerk, Matveyka Shoshin, a close person of the princess. They threw up their hands - what are they trying to achieve with this mischief?
It was not good in Moscow, it was alarming. Every night, a detachment of five hundred people was sent to the Kremlin. They returned from there drunk. They were waiting for fires. They said that hand grenades were made with a cunning device, and Nikita Gladky secretly took them to Preobrazhenskoye, planted them on the road where Tsar Peter was going, but they did not explode. Everyone was waiting for something, hiding.
In Preobrazhenskoe, with the arrival of Peter, the cannons fired incessantly. On the roads, shaven soldiers with women's hair, hats, and green caftans stood behind slingshots. Several times the wandering people, shouting at the market, were about to go to Preobrazhenskoye to destroy the barns, but before reaching Yauza, they ran into soldiers everywhere, and they threatened to shoot. Everyone is tired - it would be more likely that someone would devour someone: Sophia, Peter, or Peter, or Sophia... If only something would be established...
14
Vasily Volkov was making his way on horseback through the slingshots along Myasnitskaya. At every step they stopped him, he answered: “The steward of Tsar Peter, with the royal decree...” On Lubyanka Square, the light of the fires illuminated the squat tower, the peeling battlements, going into the darkness towards Neglinnaya. The sky seemed blacker in the August stars, the thickets of trees behind the meadows and fences around the square seemed thicker. The crosses of the low churches gleamed. Many stalls were deserted due to the late hour. To the right, near the long hut of the Stremyanny Regiment, people were sitting with axes.
Volkov was ordered (he was sent to the Kremlin for an empty job) to inspect what was happening in the city. Boris Alekseevich Golitsyn ordered - he now spent days and nights in Preobrazhenskoye. The sleepy life there ended. Peter galloped from Lake Pereyaslavl like a substitute. There’s no mention of the old fun. When he returned home to Kazanskaya, he was so furious that he barely had a drink from the coal... Lev Kirillovich and Boris Golitsyn were now close to him. Constantly, locked with him, they whispered, and Peter listened to them. The amusing troops were given more food, given new sashes and mittens, and money was borrowed from Kukui for this. Without a dozen armed guards, Peter did not go out into the yard or into the field. And everyone seemed to be looking over his shoulder, as if he didn’t trust him, his gaze pierced into everyone. Today, when Volkov was mounting his horse, Peter shouted out the window:
- Sophia will ask about me, - be silent... They will raise you on the rack, be silent...
Looking around the deserted square, Volkov started to trot... “Stop, stop!” they screamed terribly from the darkness. A tall archer ran across the line, dragging a self-propelled gun from his back. “Where are you going…” - he grabbed the horse by the bridle...
- But, but be careful, I’m the royal steward...
Sagittarius whistled into his finger. Five more ran up...
“Who is this?..” - “The steward?..” - “That’s what we need...” “He got knocked up himself...” They surrounded him and led him to the hut. There, by the light of the fire, Volkov recognized the tall archer as Ovsey Rzhov. I tightened my grip - it’s bad. Ovsey, - without letting go of the reins:
- Hey, whoever is frisky, run and look for Nikita Gladky...
The two reluctantly went. The archers rose from the fire, from the rubble of the sliding hut, throwing back the matting, crawled out of the carts. About fifty of them gathered. They stood quietly, as if this matter did not concern them. Volkov became bolder:
- You’re not doing well, archers... Do you have two heads, or what?.. I’m carrying the royal decree - grab it: this is theft, treason...
“Shut up,” Ovsey swung his gun.
The old archer stopped him:
- Don’t touch him, he’s a forced man.
- That's because I'm forced. I am the king's servant. Who are you servants to? Look, Sagittarius, don't make a mistake. Khovansky was good, but what did they do with him? You were good, but where is the pillar on Red Square, where are your liberties?
- I'll lie, bitch! - Ovsey shouted.
- I feel sorry for you. Few of you were dragged by Golitsyn across the steppes... Help him, help him, he will lead you on the third campaign... You will be asking for pieces in the courtyards... (The archers were silent even more gloomily.) Tsar Peter is not small... The time has passed when he was scared of you... No matter how scared you are now... Oh, archers, stop this theft...
- E-eh! - someone screamed so wildly that the archers flinched. Volkov began to snore, raised his hands, and collapsed. Nikita Gladky jumped onto his horse from behind, grabbed him by the neck, and fell to the ground together with Volkov. Turning over, he sat on him, hit him in the teeth, knocked off his hat, and tore off his saber. He jumped up, cackled, shaking his saber - broad-browed, pockmarked, large-mouthed.
- We saw, - here is his saber... I’ll cut off Tsar Peter in the same way... Take him, drag him to the Kremlin to Fyodor Levontevich...
The archers lifted Volkov, led him down the hill along the Kitai-Gorod wall, past the willows dotted with crow's nests that were scattered, gnarled and ancient, along the bank of the moldy Neglinnaya, past gallows and wheels on poles. Gladky walked behind him, smelling of fumes. We entered the Kremlin through the Kutafya Tower. There were fires burning outside the gates. Several hundred archers sat along the palace wall, lay on the grass, and wandered everywhere. Volkov was dragged along a dark passage and pushed into a low chamber lit by lamps. Gladky went to the palace. A wrinkled, meek guard stood at the door. Leaning on the axe, he said quietly:
- Don’t be angry, look, we have nowhere to go... They’ll order you, you’ll beat us... You’re hungry, boyar... Fourteen souls, a family... They used to bargain, but now, whatever they say, that’s what we live... Are we really stealing against Tsar Peter... Yes, whoever you want, rule us, that’s how it is today...
Sophia came in, girlishly bare-haired, wearing a black velvet blazer with sable fur. She sat down gloomily at the table. Behind her is the handsome Shaklovity, smiling with white teeth. He was wearing a nettle-colored Streltsy caftan. He sat down next to Sophia. Nikita Gladky, a bit of a fool, - a faithful servant, - walked away to the lintel. Shaklovity turned in his fingers Peter’s letter, which he had taken out of Volkov’s pocket.
- The Empress read the letter, it’s an empty matter. Why did they rush you so quickly into the night?
“Scout,” Sophia said through clenched teeth.
- We are glad to talk with you, Tsar’s steward... Is Tsar Peter healthy? Is the queen healthy? How long have they been thinking about being angry with us? (Volkov was silent.) You answer, otherwise we’ll force you...
“We’ll force you,” Sophia repeated quietly, looking at him heavily, like a man.
- Are there enough supplies for the amusing troops? Do they suffer any need? “The Empress wants to know everything,” asked Shaklovity. - Why do you put guards on the roads? For fun or who are you afraid of? Soon there will be no passage from you to Moscow... You are fending off the carts with bread - is this really the order...
Volkov, as ordered, remained silent, lowering his head. It was scary to remain silent. But the more impatiently Shaklovity asked, the more menacing Sophia frowned, the more stubbornly his lips compressed. And he himself was not happy about his mischief. A lot of strength accumulated while I was lying on my side in Preobrazhenskoye. And my heart was furious: torture me, torture me, I won’t say anything... Shaklovity would throw himself now with a knife, - cut the belts from the back, - he would brazenly, cheerfully look into his eyes. And Volkov raised his head and began to look impudently and cheerfully. Sophia turned pale, her nostrils flared. Shaklovity stamped furiously and jumped up:
- Do you want to answer on the rack?
“I have nothing to answer you,” Volkov said (he was even horrified), put out his leg and moved his shoulder. - Go to Preobrazhenskoye yourself, you have archers to guide you, there’s enough tea...
Shaklovity hit him in the soul from all over his shoulder. Volkov choked, backed away and saw Sophia rise from the table, her fat face trembling, filled with anger.
“Cut off the head,” she said hoarsely. Nikita Gladky and the guard dragged Volkov into the yard. "Executioners!" - Nikita shouted. Volkov hung in his arms. They released him and fell on his face. Some of the archers came up and began to ask who he was and why they were beheading him? Laughing, they began to call, in a roll call across the entire dark square, the hunter-executioner. Gladky himself pulled the saber from its sheath. They told him: “It’s a shame, Nikita Ivanovich, to bloody a saber like that.” Cursing, he ran away to the palace. Then the old guard bent down and touched the ossified Volkov on the shoulder.
- Go to your health. Don’t go through the gate, but run like a wall, and climb over somewhere...
The fires on Lubyanka Square went out (one was still smoldering near the hut) - no one wanted to carry wood, no matter how much noise Ovsei made. In the dark, many archers went into the courtyards. Others were sleeping. About five people, moving away to the fence, in the shade of the overhanging linden trees, were talking quietly...
- Gladky said: Boris Golitsyn has sixty rattling silver chaps hidden in the Ryazan courtyard... Let's divide them, he says, and blow them away...
- Gladky gets the chance to rob, but he will lure few people to do it.
- There is no faith: they should rob, and we should answer.
- The steward said correctly: lest we soon become afraid of Tsar Peter...
- It won’t take long to get scared...
“And this, our church, gives money to some, while others are stuck day and night on guard, the whole household is ruined...
- And I, by all means, would have gone without looking back into the amusing troops...
- But he, guys, will overcome...
- It’s very simple...
- We’re waiting here in vain... We’ll wait for the noose around our neck...
They fell silent and turned around. From the side of the Kremlin, someone jumped up at full speed. “Gladky again... What the devil is he wearing...” Drunkenly driving his horse into the fire, Gladky jumped off and shouted:
- Why aren’t the archers assembled? Why weren’t they sent to the outposts? Everyone in the Kremlin is ready, but your fires aren’t even burning! They're sleeping! Devils! Where is Ovsey? Send to the settlements! As soon as we hit the Spasskaya Tower, everyone will stand under guns...
Cursing, stretching his legs. Gladky ran into the hut. Then those standing under the linden trees said to each other:
- Alarm...
- Tonight...
- They won’t collect...
- No...
- What, brothers, if... huh? (They moved their heads closer, and it was barely audible):
- And they will thank you...
- Of course...
- And the reward and all that...
- Guys, this is a bad situation...
- We know... Guys, who will go? It would take two...
- Well, who?
- Dmitry Melnov, will you go?
- I'll go.
- Yakov Ladygin, will you go?
- Me? Okay, I'll go...
- Achieve - right up to... At the feet, and - so and so... A capital murder is planned against you, the great sovereign... We are like your faithful servants, like we kissed the cross...
- Don’t teach me, we know it ourselves...
- Let's say...
- Go, guys...
15
There was no need to think about fighting two battalions - Preobrazhensky and Semenovsky. Thirty thousand archers, residents, foreign infantry, General Gordon’s regiment of soldiers would have swatted the funny ones like a fly. Boris Golitsyn insisted: wait quietly in Preobrazhenskoye until spring. The autumn thaw and frost are coming soon - you won’t be able to drive the archers off the stove to fight with logs. And in the spring it will be seen... It won’t get worse, you have to think, it will get worse for Sophia and Vasily Vasilyevich: during the winter the boyars will finally quarrel, they will begin to fly to Preobrazhenskoye: the archers will not be given salaries - the treasury is empty. The people are starving, the suburbs, the artisans are ruined, the merchants are groaning. But if Sophia nevertheless raises the alarm bell, you need to leave with the amusing ones to Trinity-Sergius under the protection of impregnable walls - a proven place, you can sit out for at least a year, at least more.
On the advice of Boris Golitsyn, Preobrazhensky secretly sent gifts to Archimandrite Vincent to Trinity. Boris Alekseevich himself went there twice and spoke with the archimandrite, asking for protection. Every day, General Sommer organized inspections and testing - almost all the glass in the palace burst from cannon shots. But when Peter started talking about Moscow, Sommer only snorted gloomily into his mustache: “Well, we’ll defend ourselves...” Lefort came, but not often - sober, gallant, with a timid smile, and his appearance frightened Peter most of all... He didn’t believe Lefort either. Often in the middle of the night, Peter woke up Aleksashka, they somehow threw on caftans, and ran to check the guards. Standing for a long time in the dampness of the night on the banks of the Yauza, Peter peered towards Moscow, darkness, not a light and ominous silence.
Shivering from the cold, he gloomily called Alexashka and wandered off to sleep...
Only the first nights after his return did he sleep with his wife. Then he ordered the king to lie down in the palace annex, in a low room with one window, like a closet, for the king on a bench, for Alexashka on the floor, on a felt mat. Evdokia burst into tears while waiting for sweetie - she was pregnant, in her fourth month, she waited and again did not dry her tears. When I met my husband, I wanted to run onto the road, but the old women didn’t let me in. She broke free, rushed to her dear husband in the hallway, he came in, long, thin, alien, - she pressed her face, arms, chest, stomach... He kissed Sweetie with his hard lips - he smelled of tar and tobacco all over. He only asked, quickly running his palm over her stomach, which had begun to swell: “Well, well, why didn’t you write about such a thing,” and his face fleetingly softened. I went with my wife to my mother and bowed. He spoke abruptly, incomprehensibly, twitched his shoulder and kept scratching himself. Natalya Kirillovna said at the end: “My lord Petenka, we’ve been drowning the soap bath since morning...” He looked at his mother strangely: “Mother, it’s not the dirt that’s causing the itching.” Natalya Kirillovna understood, and tears crawled down her cheeks.
For only three nights Evdokia got him into her bedchamber - how she waited, how she loved, how she hoped to caress him! But she became shy and confused, worse than the night after the wedding, and didn’t know what to ask sweetie. And she lay on the pearl-embroidered pillows like a fool. He shuddered and scratched himself in his sleep. She was afraid to move. And when he went to sleep in the closet, out of shame in front of people, she didn’t know where to put her eyes. But Peter seemed to have forgotten about his wife. All day in worries, in running, in whispering with Golitsyn... This is how August began... In Moscow it was ominous, in Preobrazhenskoye - everyone was in fear, on guard.
16
- Min herts, what if you write to the Roman Caesar to give him an army?
- Fool...
- Is it me? - Alexashka jumped up on the felt on all fours. Crawl. The eyes were jumping. - I’m not saying it very stupidly, min herts. And you need to ask for ten thousand foot soldiers... No more... Just talk to Boris Alekseevich.
Alexashka sat down at the head of the room. Peter lay on his side with his knees tucked up and the blanket pulled over his head. Alexashka bit the skin on his lip.
- We don’t have money for this, of course, min hertz... We need money... We’ll deceive... Surely we won’t deceive the emperor? I would fly to Vienna myself. Eh, and they would have moved around Moscow, through the Streltsy, by all means...
- Go to hell...
- Well, okay... - Alexashka just as quickly lay down under the sheepskin coat. - I’m not saying to go to the Swedes to bow or to the Tatars... I understand too. If you don't want to, don't... It's up to you...
Peter spoke from under the blanket, vaguely, as if through clenched teeth:
- I came up with it too late...
They fell silent. It was hot in the closet. A mouse was scratching under the stove. From afar I could hear: “Look,” the guards on the Yauza were shouting. Alexashka began to breathe evenly...
Peter suffered from insomnia all these nights. As soon as your head begins to sink into the pillow, you hear a silent cry: “Fire, fire!” And the heart will tremble like a sheep's tail... Sleep - away. He calms down, but his ear catches, as if someone was crying far away in the house behind the log walls... A lot changed his mind during these nights... I remembered: although in oppression and in the outskirts, the years passed carelessly in Preobrazhenskoye - fun, noisy , stupid and very stupid... It turned out: a stranger to everyone... A little wolf, a soldier's godfather... He danced around, finished playing, and now there is a villainous knife to the heart...
The dream came again. Peter curled up tighter under the blanket...
...Sister, sister, shameless, bloodthirsty... Wide-hipped, with a fat neck... (I remembered how I stood under the tent in the cathedral.) A peasant's rouged face - a butcher! She ordered grenades to be thrown on the road... He sends them with a knife... Yesterday a keg of kvass appeared in the cookery, it’s good that they let the dog eat first - she died...
Peter brushed aside the thoughts... But anger itself was torn into the temporal veins... Take his life! Neither animal, nor a single person, probably, wanted to live with such greed as Peter...
- Alexashka... Damn, you're sleeping, give me some kvass...
Alexashka jumped out from under his sheepskin coat in shock. Scratching himself, he brought kvass in a ladle, took a sip first, and served it. Yawned. We talked a little. “Listen,” came a sad, sleepless sound from afar...
- Let's go to sleep, min herts...
Peter threw his bare, thin legs off the bench... Now it didn’t seem like a miracle - heavy steps hurriedly stomped along the passages... Voices, screams... Alexashka, in only his underwear, with two pistols, stood at the door...
- Min herts, they’re running here...
Peter looked at the door. They run up... At the door - they stop... A trembling voice:
- Sir, wake up, trouble...
- Min herts, - this is Alyoshka.
Alexashka pulled back the latch. Breathing heavily, Nikita Zotov entered, barefoot, with white eyes; behind him, the Preobrazhensky men, Alexey Brovkin and the mustachioed Bukhvostov, dragged in, as if they were bags without bones, two archers - beards, disheveled hair, drooping lips, blissful eyes.
Zotov, who had lost his voice out of fear, hissed:
- Melnov and Ladygin, Stremyanny Regiment, came running from Moscow...
The archers fell from the threshold with their beards in the felt and called out earnestly, as fearfully as possible:
- Oh-oh, oh-oh, sir, father, your little head has disappeared, oh-oh, oh-oh... And what are they plotting over you, my dear father? They are gathering countless forces, sharpening damask knives. The alarm bell sounds on the Spasskaya Tower, people are running from all over...
Shaking all over, shaking his matted curls, kicking his left leg, Peter screamed even more terribly than the archers, pushed Nikita away and ran, as he was, in his shirt, through the passages. Everywhere old women were leaning out of doors and dying.
The black porch was crowded with frightened servants. We saw someone jump out - white, long, stretching out his hands in front of him as if blind... “Fathers, Tsar!” - others got caught out of fear. Peter rushed through the people, snatched the bridle and whip from the hands of the guard officer, jumped into the saddle without getting his feet into the stirrups, and galloped off, whipping, and disappeared behind the trees.
Aleksashka was calmer: he managed to put on his caftan and boots, shouted to Alyosha: “Grab the royal clothes, catch up,” and galloped off on another guard horse after Peter. I caught up with him, racing without stirrups or reins, only in Sokolnichya Grove.
- Stop, stop, min herts!
In the grove, through the high peaks, the stars shone with autumn clarity. Rushing sounds were heard. Peter looked around, shuddering, kicking the horse with his heels so that he could gallop again. Alexashka grabbed his horse and repeated in an angry whisper:
- Wait a minute, where are you going without your pants, min herts!..
There was a noisy snort in the fern; the black grouse flew out, tangling its wings, and flew like a shadow before the stars. Peter only grabbed his bare chest, where his heart was. Alexey Brovkin and Bukhvostov brought clothes on horseback. The three of us hastily and somehow dressed the king. About twenty more captains and officers galloped up. We carefully got out of the grove. A faint glow flickered in the direction of Moscow and it was as if an alarm bell could be heard. Peter said through clenched teeth:
- On Trinity...
We rushed through country roads, deserted fields onto the Trinity road. Peter galloped, throwing away the reins, his three-edged hat pulled down over his eyes. From time to time he fiercely lashed the horse's neck with his whip. In front of him and behind him are twenty-three people. Their hooves beat sweepingly along the dry road. Hills, ridges, aspen and birch copses. The sky in the east turned green. Horses snored, the wind whistled in our ears. In one place, some shadow darted away, whether it was an animal - they couldn’t tell - or a man who had arrived at night, threw himself into the grass, unconscious from fear.
It was necessary to make it to Trinity ahead of Sophia. The dawn was breaking, yellow and deserted. Several horses fell. In the nearest pit [pit there is an inn; hence the coachman] they re-saddled, without taking a break, they galloped on. When the sharp roofs of the fortress towers rose in the distance and the flaring dawn began to play on the domes, Peter stopped his horse, turned around, bared his teeth... He rode into the monastery gates at a pace. The king was taken from the saddle and carried, half-dead from shame and fatigue, into the archimandrite’s cell...
17
Something happened that neither Moscow nor Preobrazhenskoe expected: Sophia was unable to gather the archers, the alarm on the Spasskaya Tower was never sounded, Moscow slept indifferently that night. Preobrazhenskoe was abandoned... Everyone - Natalya Kirillovna with her pregnant daughter-in-law, close boyars, stewards, household members and servants, and both amusing regiments with cannons, mortars and military shells went to Trinity.
When Sophia was celebrating mass in the house church the next day, Shaklovity pushed through the boyars. He had a scary face. Sophia raised her eyebrows in amazement. He leaned towards her with a wry smile:
End of free trial.
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And few people returned from there. There people were chained to anvils and foundry furnaces. The obstinate were crossed with vines.
There was nowhere to run - mounted Cossacks with lassos guarded all the roads and forest paths. And those who tried to rebel were thrown into deep mines and drowned in ponds.
After Christmas, a new recruitment began for the army. In all cities, royal recruiters recruited carpenters, masons, and diggers. From Moscow to Novgorod, one and all people signed up for carriage duty.
Why don’t you show Katerina?
She's timid, oh my, she's so in love with me, she's become attached to me, she doesn't even look at anyone... Just marry her...
Why don't you get married?
Well, anyway...
Menshikov sat down on the waxed floor by the fireplace, turning his face away, stirring the burning logs. The wind howled in the chimney and rattled the tin roof. Snow was thrown against the glass of the high window. The lights of two wax candles on the table flickered. Peter smoked, drank wine, wiped his red face and wet hair with a napkin. He had just returned from Tula - from the factories - and, without stopping at Preobrazhensky, he went straight to Menshikov’s, to the bathhouse. I steamed for three hours. In Aleksashkin's scented underwear, in his silk caftan, - without a neckerchief - with his chest open - he sat down to have dinner (he ordered that no one should be in the small dining room, not even servants), asked about various trivial matters, and chuckled. And suddenly he asked about Katerina (this was the first time he’d mentioned her since that conversation in the carriage).
To marry, Pyotr Alekseevich, with my thin little one and a prisoner... I don’t know... (Digged with a poker, sprinkled sparks.) They are wooing Arsenyev Avdotya for me. An ancient family, from the Golden Horde... Still, it will destroy my pies. I always have foreigners in my palace - the first thing they ask is who am I married to, what is my title? Ours - fat-assed, high-born - are happy to whisper to them: he was taken from the street...
That’s right,” said Peter. I wiped myself with a napkin. His eyes sparkled.
I wish I could at least get some kind of count - a title. - Alexashka threw the poker. He blocked the fire with a copper mesh and returned to the table. - Blizzard, horror. You, min herts, have nothing to think about - go home.
I'm not going to.
Menshikov took the glass - his hand trembled. He sat without raising his eyes.
“I didn’t start this conversation, but you started it,” said Peter. - Go call her...
Alexashka turned pale. He stood up with a strong movement. Came out.
Peter sat shaking his leg. The house was quiet, except for the howling of the snowstorm in the large attics. Peter listened with raised eyebrows. The leg swayed like a clockwork. Steps again - fast, angry. Alexashka, having returned, stood in the open door, biting his lips:
Now it's coming.
Peter's ears pinched up - he heard: in the silence of the house, light female legs on clicking heels seemed to be flying cheerfully, carelessly.
Come in, don’t be afraid,” Alexashka let Katerina through the door. She squinted slightly - from the darkness of the corridor into the light of the candles. As if asking, she looked at Aleksashka (she was shoulder-length, black-haired, with movable eyebrows), with the same light step, without timidity, she approached Peter, sat down low, took his big hand, which was lying on the table, like a thing, and kissed it. He felt the warmth of her lips and the coolness of her even white teeth. She put her hands under her white apron and stopped in front of Peter’s chair. Under her skirts, the legs that had so easily brought her here were slightly spread. She looked into her eyes clearly and cheerfully.
Sit down, Katerina.
She answered in Russian - brokenly, but in such a pleasant voice - he immediately felt warm from the fireplace, comfortable from the howling of the wind, his ears unclenched, and he stopped shaking his legs. She replied:
I'll sit, thank you. - Now she sat down on the tip of the chair, still holding her hands on her stomach under her apron.
Do you drink wine?
I drink, thank you.
Are you living well in captivity?
Not bad, thank you...
Alexashka gloomily approached and poured wine for all three:
What worked out was one thing: thank you and thank you. Tell me something.
As I will say, they are not an ordinary person.
She pulled her hands out from under her apron, took a glass, and smiled quickly at Peter:
They themselves know which conversation to start...
Peter laughed. I haven't laughed so kindly in a long time. He started asking Katerina where she was from, where she lived, how she got “captured?” Answering, she sat deeper on the chair, put her bare elbows on the tablecloth - her dark eyes sparkled, her black curls sparkled like silk, falling in two strands on her easily breathing chest. And it seemed as easily as she had just walked up the stairs here, she ran through all the hardships of her short life...
Alexashka kept refilling the glasses. He put more logs in the fireplace. The blizzard howled at midnight. Peter stretched, wrinkled his short nose, and looked at Katerina:
Well, what - sleep, or what? I’ll go... Katyusha, take a candle and shine it on me...
A sullen man, Fedka Wash himself with Mud, with a fresh crimson brand on his forehead, his bare feet shackled on a high box, spread with a chain, grabbed the long handle of an oak sledgehammer, hit the end of the pile with a guy... The man was healthy. Others - some lowered the wheelbarrow, some stood waist-deep in the water, raising their beards, some threw a log from their shoulders - watched as the pile went into the muddy bank with each blow.
They drove in the first pile for the embankment securing the small island of Jannisaari, - in Finnish - Hare Island. Three weeks ago, Russian troops took the lead, about two versts up the Neva, the earthen fortress of Nyenschanz. The Swedes, leaving the banks of the Neva, went to the Sister River. The Swedish fleet, for fear of shoals, darkened its sails behind the solar swell in the distance of the bay. Two small ships dared to enter the mouth of the Neva - to the island of Hivrisaari, where Captain Vasiliev’s battery was hiding in a forest clearing - but they were surrounded by galleys and boarded.
Through bloody efforts, the passage from Ladoga to the open sea was opened. Countless convoys, crowds of workers and convicts came from the east. (Peter wrote to Romodanovsky: “... there is a great need for people, they ordered thieves to be collected in all cities, orders and town halls - to send them here.”) Thousands of working people who came thousands of miles away were transported on rafts and canoes to the right bank of the Neva, to the island of Koibusaari, where huts and dugouts stood on the shore, fires smoked, axes clattered, saws squealed. Here, to the ends of the earth, working people walked and walked without returning. In front of Koibusaari - on the Neva - on the swampy island of Yannisaari, in order to preserve the dearly obtained mouth of all the trade roads of the Russian land - they began to build a fortress of six bastions. (“...Six commanders are to build them: the first bastion is being built by bombardier Pyotr Alekseev, the second by Menshikov, the third by Prince Trubetskoy, the fourth by Prince-Papa Zotov...”) After the laying, with great noise in Peter’s dugout, with healthy glasses and a cannon firing, it was decided to name the fortress Piterburkh.
The open sea was just a stone's throw from here. Wind. covered it with a cheerful swell. In the west, behind the sails of the Swedish ships, there were high sea clouds, like the smoke of another world. Only patrol soldiers on the deserted Kotlin Island looked at these non-Russian clouds, at the expanses of water, at the terrible fires of the evening dawn. There was not enough bread. There was no supply from devastated Ingria, where the plague began. They ate roots and crushed tree bark. Peter wrote to Prince Caesar, asking him to send more people, “they are very sick here, and many have died.” Carts, workers, convicts walked and walked...
Fedka Wash himself with Mud, throwing his hair onto his sore wet forehead, hitting and hitting the piles with an oak sledgehammer...
BOOK THREE
Chapter one
It became boring in Moscow. At lunchtime - in the July heat - only homeless dogs wandered along the crooked streets, tails hanging, sniffing all sorts of rubbish that people threw out of the gates as unnecessary. There was no previous hustle and cry in the squares, when some respectable person’s skirts would be torn off, inviting him to the tents, or his pockets would be turned out, before he bought anything in such a twisting place. It used to be, even before dawn, everyone was gored - Arbat, Sukharev and Zamoskvoretskys - they carried full carts of red, hardware and leather goods - pots, cups, bowls, pretzels, sieves with berries and all sorts of vegetables, carried poles with bast shoes, trays of pies, in a hurry, they set up carts and tents in the squares. The Streltsy settlements were deserted, their courtyards became sunken and overgrown with dense nettles. Many people now worked in the newly established manufactories, along with convicts and bonded laborers. The linen and cloth from there went directly to the Preobrazhensky Prikaz. All Moscow forges forged swords, spears, stirrups and spurs. It was impossible to buy hemp rope in Moscow - all the hemp was taken to the treasury.
And the old bell ringing was no longer there - from daylight to night - in many churches the large bells were removed and taken to the Foundry Yard, cast into cannons. The sexton from Old Pimen, when the dragoons, smelling of tobacco, dragged the great bell from his bell tower, got drunk and wanted to hang himself on the crossbar, and then, lying tied up on a chest, in a frenzy of mind he shouted that Moscow was glorious with its crimson ringing, and now Moscow will become languidly.
Previously, at every boyar's courtyard, at the gate, arrogant courtyard serfs with hats pulled down over their ears would sneer, play piles, throw money, or simply - they would not allow passage either on horseback or on foot - laughter, self-indulgence, grabbing with their hands. Today the gates are tightly closed, it’s quiet in the wide courtyard, the little people are taken to war, the boyars’ sons and sons-in-law are either in the regiments as non-commissioned officers or sent overseas, the youngsters are sent to schools to learn navigation, mathematics and fortification, the boyar himself sits idle by open window - I am glad that, at least for a short time, Tsar Peter, after leaving, does not force him to smoke tobacco, scrape his beard, or in white knee-length stockings, in a wig made of woman's hair - up to the navel - to twirl and twitch his legs.
It’s not fun, the boyar at the window thinks languidly... “Anyway, you can’t teach Mishka mathematics, Moscow was built without mathematics, we lived, thank God, for five hundred years without mathematics - better than today; Of course, there is nothing to expect from this war except ultimate ruin, no matter how much you drag around Moscow in gilded carts the godless Neptunes and Venuses in the name of the glorious Victoria on the Neva... Sure enough, the Swede will beat our army, and the Tatars, having been waiting for this for a long time, will come out in a horde from Crimea, they’ll climb across the Oka... Oh, ho-ho!”
The boyar stretched his thick finger towards the plate of raspberries - the damned wasps were all over the plate and the windowsill! Lazily fingering a rosary made from olive pits - from Mount Athos - the boyar looked at the courtyard. Desolation! For so many years, with royal undertakings and amusements, there is no time to think about one’s own... The cages are crooked, the turf roofs of the cellars are sagging, there are ugly weeds everywhere... “And the chickens, look, they’re kind of long-legged, and the duck is small now, the humpbacked piglets are walking in single file behind the pig - dirty and skinny. Oh, ho-ho!..” In his mind, the boyar understood that he should shout at the cowgirl and the poultrywoman and then immediately under the window and whip them with a vine, lifting up their skirts. In such heat, screaming and getting angry is more expensive for yourself.
The boyar moved his eyes higher - behind the tyn, behind the linden trees covered with white and yellow flowers and buzzing bees. Not too far away one could see the dilapidated Kremlin wall, on which bushes grew between the battlements. And laughter and sin, - Peter Alekseevich reigned! The fortress moat right from the Trinity Gate, where the heaps of garbage lay, became completely swampy, a chicken would cross, and the stench from it! On the left bank, under the wall, boys in dirty shirts sit with fishing rods, and no one drives them out of there...
In the rows on Red Square, merchants are locking their shops, getting ready to go to lunch, the trade is still quiet, they are hanging padlocks on the doors. And the sexton closed the door, shook his goat's beard at the beggars, and also went home slowly - to sip kvass with onions, with dried fish, and then snort into the coolness under the elderberry. And the poor, the wretched, all sorts of freaks crawled from the porch, wandered under the midday heat - in all directions...
In fact, it’s time to get ready for lunch, otherwise languor has completely overcome me, such boredom. The boyar took a closer look, stretched out his neck and lips, even rose from the stool and covered his eyes with his palm from above - across the brick bridge that spans from the Trinity Gate through Neglinnaya to the Patchwork Bazaar, a glass carriage of fours was riding, shining in the sun - a train of gray horses, with a crimson remote guide. It was Princess Natalya, the beloved sister of Tsar Peter, with the same restless disposition as her brother, who went on a campaign. Where did she go, fathers? The boyar, angrily waving away the wasps with his handkerchief, leaned out of the window.
Grishutka,” he shouted to a small boy in a long canvas shirt with red armpits, who was soaking his bare feet in a puddle near the well, “run as fast as you can, here I am!” tell me where she went...
Four gray horses, with red plumes under their ears, with copper plaques and bells on their harness, carried the carriage with a heavy gallop across a wide meadow and stopped at the old Izmailovsky Palace. It was staged by Tsar Alexei Mikhailovich, who loved all sorts of undertakings in his village of Izmailovo, where tame elk still grazed with the cow herd, bears sat in pits, and peacocks walked in the poultry yard, climbing into the trees in the summer to sleep. You can’t count how many colorful and tinned roofs were on the log palace, darkened by time, over the light rooms, passages and porches: steep ones, with a comb like a ruff, and a barrel, and a kokoshnik. Above them, in the midday silence, angry swifts cut the air. All the windows in the palace are locked. On the porch, an old rooster was dozing on one leg - when the carriage arrived, he caught himself, screamed, ran, and, as if there was a fire, the chickens screamed under all the porches. Then a low door opened from the basement, and a watchman, also old, leaned out . Seeing the carriage, he slowly knelt down and bowed his forehead to the ground.
Princess Natalya, sticking her head out of the carriage, asked impatiently:
Where are the hawthorns, grandfather?
Grandfather stood up, stuck out his gray beard, and pursed his lips:
Hello, mother, hello, beautiful princess Natalya Alekseevna,” and he looked at her affectionately from under the eyebrows that covered his eyes, “oh you, God-given, oh you, dear... Where are the hawthorns, you ask? But I don’t know where the hawthorn trees are, I haven’t seen them.
Natalya jumped out of the carriage, pulled off the heavy, pearl, horned crown from her head, threw off the brocade flyer from her shoulders - she put on an old Moscow dress only for traveling - a nearby noblewoman, Vasilisa Myasnaya, picked up the things into the carriage. Natalya, tall, thin, fast, in a light Dutch dress, walked across the meadow towards the grove. There, in the coolness, she closed her eyes, so strong and sweet was the spirit of the blooming linden tree.
Aw! - Natalya shouted. Not far away, in the direction where the sun shone unbearably in the water behind the branches, a lazy female voice responded. On the shore of the pond, near the water, near the sand, near the bridge, there stood a motley tent, in its shade, four young women lay languishing on pillows. They hastily rose to meet Natalya, exhausted, with their braids in full swing. The older one, short, long-nosed, Anisya Tolstaya, was the first to run up to her and burst into tears, rolling her nimble eyes:
Our light, Natalya, Empress Princess, ah, ah, foreign toilet! Ah, ah, deity!
The other two, the sisters of Alexander Danilovich Menshikov, recently taken by order of Peter from their father’s house to the Izmailovo palace under the supervision of Anisya Tolstoy to learn politeness and literacy, the young maidens Martha and Anna, both curvy, still little trimmed, opened their swollen mouths and opened their eyelashes, looking transparently at the princess. She was wearing a Dutch dress - a red, fine wool wide skirt with a triple gold border along the hem and an unprecedented narrow shower jacket - her neck, shoulders were bare, her arms were bare to the elbows. Natalya herself understood that only with a goddess could she be compared, well, with Diana, her roundish face, with an upturned short nose, like her brother’s, small ears, mouth - everything was clear, youthful, arrogant.
The toilet was brought to me yesterday, sent from Sanka, Alexandra Ivanovna Volkova, from The Hague... Beautiful - the body is free... Of course - not for a big exit, but for the grove, for the meadow, for fun.
Natalya turned around, letting herself get a good look. The fourth young woman stood at a distance, her hands modestly folded in front of her, smiling with a sly mouth fresh as a cherry, and her eyes were cherry, easily flashing, feminine. Round cheeks are rosy from the heat, dark curly hair is also damp. Natalya, turning to gasps and splashes of hands, looked at her several times, obstinately stuck out her lower lip - she still didn’t understand whether she liked or disliked this Marienburg Polonyanka, taken in a soldier’s caftan from under a cart into the tent of Field Marshal Sheremetyev, bargained with him Menshikov and obediently - one night, by the burning fireplace, over a glass of wine - given by him to Pyotr Alekseevich.
Natalya was a virgin, unlike her half-sisters, the sisters of the ruler Sophia imprisoned in the monastery, the princesses Katka and Masha, at whom all of Moscow made fun of them. Natalya's temper was ardent and irreconcilable; she more than once scolded Katya and Masha as sluts and cows, getting excited, and hit them on the cheeks. She banished the old Terem customs, the hot, humble whispers of various backwater grandmothers from her palace. She also reprimanded her brother, Pyotr Alekseevich, when at one time, having sent away his shameless favorite Anna Mons forever, he became very promiscuous and simple with women. At first, Natalya thought that this soldier’s Polonyanka would also only last for half an hour: she would shake herself off and forget. No, Pyotr Alekseevich did not forget that evening at Menshikov’s, when the wind was raging and Catherine, taking a candle, shone it to the Tsar in the bedroom. For the Menshikov housekeeper, it was ordered to buy a small house on Arbat, where Alexander Danilovich himself took her bed, bundles and boxes, and after a short time she was transported from there to the Izmailovsky Palace under the supervision of Anisya Tolstoy.
Here Katerina lived without sadness, always cheerful, simple-minded, fresh, even though at one time she was lying under a soldier’s cart. Pyotr Alekseevich often sent her short, funny letters on occasion, either from Svir, where he began to build a fleet for the Baltic Sea, or from the new city of St. Petersburg, or from Voronezh. He missed her. As she sorted his notes through the warehouses, she only blossomed even more. Natalya's curiosity was piqued: how did she bewitch him?
Would you like me to sew you a similar toilet for the Emperor’s arrival? - Natalya said, looking sternly at Katerina. She sat down, embarrassed, and said:
I really want... Thank you...
She’s shy of you, Natalya’s light,” Anisya Tolstaya whispered, “don’t look at her like ashes, be gentle with her... I told her - this way and that - about your kindness, she knows her own; “The princess is sinless, I am a sinner, she says, I haven’t deserved her kindness in any way... That, she says, the sovereign fell in love with me is amazing to me, like a bolt from the blue, I can’t come to my senses...” And these two fools of mine are all about her they come asking questions - what happened to her and how? I strictly ordered them to think and talk about it. Here, I say, are Greek gods and cupids, think and talk about their adventures... No and no, this hillbilly has become ingrained in them - to chirp about everything vulgar... From morning to night I repeat one thing to them: you were slaves, you have become goddesses.
The heat caused the grasshoppers to crackle in the mown grass so that the ears were dry. Far away, on the other side of the pond, a black pine forest seemed to have its peaks in a haze. Dragonflies sat on the sedge, spiders stood on the pale water. Natalya entered under the shade of the tent, threw off her warmer jacket, twisted her dark blond braids around her head, unbuttoned and dropped her skirt, came out of it, pulled down her thin shirt and, just like on the printed Dutch sheets that were sent from time to time along with books from the Palace Prikaz, - not ashamed of nakedness, - she went to the bridge.
Swim everyone! - Natalya shouted, turning to the tent and still twisting her braids. Marfa and Anna coyly undressed until Anisya Tolstaya shouted at them: “Why are you squatting, you fat ones, no one will steal your charms.” Katerina was also embarrassed, noticing that the princess was looking at her intently. Natalya seemed to disdain and admire her. When Katerina, lowering her curly head, carefully walked along the mown grass, and the heat enriched her, round-shouldered, thick-hipped, cast with health and strength, Natalya thought that her brother, building ships in the north, of course, must miss this woman, he probably , one can see through the tobacco smoke how she is - with beautiful hands she will lift the baby to her high chest... Natalya exhaled a full chest of air and, closing her eyes, threw herself into the cold water... In this place, springs were flowing from the bottom...
Katerina sedately climbed down sideways from the bridge, plunging more and more boldly, laughed with joy, and only then did Natalya finally understand that she seemed ready to love her. She swam up and put her hands on her dark shoulders.
You are beautiful, Katerina, I am glad that your brother loves you.
Thank you, madam...
You can call me Natasha...
She kissed Katerina on her cold, round, wet cheek and looked into her cherry eyes.
Be smart. Katerina, I will be your friend...
Martha and Anna, dipping first one leg and then the other, were still afraid and squealed on the bridge. Anisya Tolstaya, angry, forcibly pushed both magnificent maidens into the water. All the spiders fled, all the dragonflies, having fallen from the sedge, flew and crowded over the bathing goddesses.
In the shade of the tent, twirling her wet hair, Natalya drank berry water, pear honey and sour kvass that had just been brought from the cellar. Putting a small piece of sugar gingerbread into her mouth, she said:
It's a shame to see our ignorance. Thank God - we are no more stupid than other peoples, our maidens are stately and beautiful, like no others - this is what all the foreigners say - capable of learning and politeness. The brother has been fighting for years, - by force he drags people out of the towers, out of the mustiness... It’s not the girls who resist, it’s the fathers and mothers. My brother, when he left for the war, did just as he asked me to do. “Natasha, please don’t give them peace - the bearded men of old... Annoy them if they don’t want you to do well... This swamp will suck us in...” I’m fighting, I’m alone. Thanks to Tsarina Praskovya, she has been helping me lately, although it is difficult for her to break the old ways, she has nevertheless established new routines for her daughters: on Sundays after mass they come to her in a French dress, drink coffee, listen to the music box and talk about worldly things... But there will be a new thing in the Kremlin in the fall, so new.
What kind of new product will you have, our light? - asked Anisya Tolstaya, wiping her sweet lips.
There will be a fair amount of newness... Theater... Not quite, of course, like at the French court... There, in Versailles, all over the world there are famous actors, and dancers, and painters, and musicians... But here - I’m alone, I’m translating tragedies from French into Russian , I’ll write what’s missing, I’ll tinker with the comedians...
When Natalya said “tiatr”, both the Menshikov maidens, Anisya Tolstaya, and Katerina, who was listening to her with a dark gaze, looked at each other, clasped their hands...
To begin with, in order not to frighten too much, a “Cave Act” will be presented, with the singing of verses... And for the new year, when the sovereign arrives for the holidays and everyone from St. Petersburg will come, we will present a “Moralizing Act about the dissolute sensualist Don Juan, or how his land swallowed him up.” ..." I’ll tell everyone to go to the tiatre, they’ll start to resist - I’ll send draguns for the public... It’s a pity, Alexandra Ivanovna Volkova is not in Moscow, she would be a great help... Here she is, for example, from a black peasant family, her father wore a stripe around his waist, She herself began to learn to read and write when she got married... She speaks smartly in three languages, composes verses, now she is in The Hague under our successor Andrei Artamonovich Matveev. Because of her, gentlemen fight with swords, and there are killed... And she is going to Paris, to the court of Louis the Fourteenth - to shine... Do you understand the benefits of training?
Anisya Tolstaya immediately poked Marfa and Anna in the side with a hard pinch.
Are you waiting for the question? But the sovereign will come, yes - it will happen to him - he will bring a gallant gentleman to you or to you, and he himself will listen as you begin to put yourself to shame...
Leave them, Anisya, it’s hot,” said Natalya, “well, goodbye.” I still need to stop by the German settlement. Again complaints about the sisters. I'm afraid it will reach the sovereign. I want to have a cool conversation with them.
Princesses Catherine and Marya had long since been evicted from the Kremlin, out of sight, to Pokrovka after Sophia’s imprisonment in the Novodevichy Convent. The palace order gave them food and all kinds of pleasure, paid salaries to their singers, grooms and all the courtyard people, but did not give money to the princesses, firstly, there was no need, and besides, it was dangerous, knowing their stupidity.
Katya was nearly forty, Masha was a year younger. All of Moscow knew that they were going crazy on Pokrovka. They get up late, sit unkempt at the windows for half the day and yawn until they cry. And when it gets dark, singers with domras and pipes come to their room; the princesses, rouged like apples, with soot lined on their eyebrows, dressed up, listen to songs, drink sweet liqueurs and jump and dance until late at night so that the old log house shakes all over. The princesses supposedly live with the singers, and give birth to children from them, and send those children to the city of Kimry to be raised.
Practical lesson No. 1
Stylistic coloring of words
1. What styles exist in the Russian language?
2. Name the formal indicators of vocabulary included in a particular style.
LITERATURE:
1. Golub I.B. Russian language and speech culture: Textbook. - M.: “Logos”, 2001. P.18-21, 26-75.
3. Rosenthal D.E., Golub I.B. Secrets of style. M., 1998. pp. 45-52.
4. Pleschenko T.P., Fedotova N.V., Chechet R.G. Stylistics and culture of speech: Practical exercises. Minsk, 1999.
HOMEWORK
Compose two letters in a formal business and conversational style on the topic: “Invitation to the exhibition...”.
AUDITOR WORK
1. Determine the text style. Indicate by what criteria you determined this.
The sun for a person is both a source of difficult trials and a priceless gift. At the latitude of Ashgabat, for every square meter of land per day there are 7-8 thousand kcal of solar heat, or three times more than at the latitude of Moscow. This amount of heat is enough to evaporate a three-meter layer of water, cause fatal burns on human skin, and sunstroke - overheating the entire body.
But without the sun's heat life is impossible. The burning sun in Central Asia can be a blessing: there is a very short solar season. The sun allows you to dry grapes, apricots, peaches, melons, get dry raisins, apricots and dried apricots, dried melon. But these are all passive ways to use solar heat. Science is working, and not without success, on the use of solar rays for thermal power plants.
The sun is the center. body of the Solar System, hot plasma ball, typical dwarf star spectrum. Class G2; mass M o = 2 . 10 30 kg, radius R o = 696 t. km 3, avg. dense 1.41-10 3 kg/m 3, luminosity L o = 3.83 . 10 23 kW, effective surface temperature (photosphere) 5770 o K.
The rotation period (synodical) varies from 27 days. at the equator up to 32 days. at the poles, the acceleration of gravity is 274 m/s 2 . Chem. Composition determined from analysis of the solar spectrum: hydrogen – approx. 90%, helium – 10%, other elements – less than 0.1% (by number of atoms). The source of solar energy is the nuclear transformation of hydrogen into helium at the center. region of the North, where the temperature exceeds 10 million o K... Energy from the interior is transferred by radiation, and then in the outer layer approx. 0.2 Rо – by convection.
Paustovsky called it the most Russian river. Quietly, leisurely, Oka collects the water of central Russia and carries it to the Volga. In most places, this river serves as the border between forest and steppe. On one side there is a hot grain field, on the other there are mushroom thickets, meadows, Meshchera swamps and mshars. Along this line, Rus' for centuries held the defense against the warlike steppe inhabitants and hid from them in the forests. Beads from ancient villages are strung on this silver thread, among which today Kaluga, Kashira, Tarusa, Kolomna, Ryazan, Kasimov, and Murom stand out. Each title has a middle time.
2. Select from the synonymous row words corresponding to the following styles:
A lot, a lot, a lot; brave, dashing, undaunted; truly, truly, truly; prohibit, forbid, order; march, walk, trudge; to be stubborn, to resist, to persist; teach, study, cram.
Practical lesson No. 2
Stationery and speech cliches
1. Define a cliché.
2. What is a stamp?
3. Officeism, its features.
LITERATURE:
1. Golub I.B. Russian language and speech culture: Textbook. - M.: “Logos”, 2001.
2. Kozhina M.N. Stylistics of the Russian language. M., 1983.
3. Pleschenko T.P., Fedotova N.V., Chechet R.G. Stylistics and culture of speech. Minsk, 1999.
4. Rosenthal D.E. Practical stylistics of the Russian language: Textbook for universities. - M.: Higher School, 1987. P. 97-100.
5. Vasilyeva N.V., Vinogradov V.A., Shakhnarovich A.M. A brief dictionary of linguistic terms. M., 1995.
6. Solganik G.Ya. Stylistic dictionary of journalism. M., 1999.
HOMEWORK
1. Compare sentences from translated works (on the left) and variants of their editing (on the right). Explain why the corrections were necessary.
| And now all doubts regarding the hostile purposes of the visit have disappeared | Now there was no longer any doubt (it became clear) that they had come as enemies. |
| The thought... made a too overwhelming impression on me. | The thought... overwhelmed me too much. |
| A poet can consider himself truly happy when he feels needed by people. | A poet is truly happy when he feels that people need him. |
| He was in a state of complete breakdown. | He became completely weak (exhausted, lost strength, strength left him). |
| This cannot but be a fruitful occasion for reflection. | There's a lot to think about here. |
| The first dive (underwater) was disappointing, although the water was surprisingly clear. | The first dive disappointed us, although the water was surprisingly (rarely) clear. |
2. Write out 5 sentences with stamps from newspaper publications.
AUDITOR WORK
1. How do you evaluate the following turns of speech in a conversation or oral presentation?
1. We have a good gym. 2. The child has all the conditions for normal development. 3. Welcome! 4. You are welcome! 5. I wish you success! 6. Provide assistance. 7. We bring it to your attention. 8. Take care of someone. 9. At this stage. 10. Dwell on the issue of discipline. 11. For today. 12. About fifty thousand rubles.
2. Indicate when the following constructs are appropriate (use them in appropriate contexts). Give synonymous constructions and determine the scope of their use.
Regarding the implementation of the plan, after graduation, due to illness, due to cold weather, in connection with a business trip, in order to strengthen the fight, in terms of participation in competitions, in terms of sports competitions, in relation to poetry, due to the failure to fulfill the plan, there are shortcomings, suggestions for issues of improving living conditions, escaping from the camp, precipitation.
3. Find clichéd phrases in the text of an official business style:
Order No. 14
To improve information, organizational and administrative activities:
1. Heads of structural divisions should appoint those responsible for office work and submit data about them to the preschool educational institution department.
2. Deadline – 03/29/99.
Rector V.D. Batukhtin
Dean of the Faculty of Linguistics
ORDER No. 14
dated May 16, 2000
In order to eliminate the discrepancy between the data of the UMU and the PEO on the number of students studying on a contractual basis, submit to the economic planning department a copy of the monthly report on the movement of the student population, starting with the report for May 2000.
First Vice-Rector A.Yu. Shatin
ANNOUNCEMENT
ATTENTION STUDENTS OF PAID GROUPS
The administration reports that the university’s payment details for tuition fees have changed. Please inform Customers (payers) NOT to transfer funds to the account of UPF ChelGU 609711 in the fil. "Central" JSCB "Sintez".
Make payments using the following details:
Recipient: Chelyabinsk State University
Account number 141801 at the Central Bank of the Russian Federation
Chelyabinsk, MFO 278003
04/25/95 Administration
Practical lesson No. 3
Speech errors in the text
1. Pleonasms and ways to eliminate them in the text.
2. Tautology and means to combat it.
3. Using words in a meaning that is unusual for them.
LITERATURE:
1. Kozhina M.N. Stylistics of the Russian language. M., 1983.
2. Culture of oral and written speech of a business person: Directory. Workshop. - 5th ed. - M: Flinta. Science, 2000.
3. Pertyakova A.G. Speech culture. Workshop-reference book. – M.: Nauka, 1998.
4. Pleschenko T.P., Fedotova N.V., Chechet R.G. Stylistics and culture of speech. Minsk, 1999.
5. Skvortsov L.I. Do we speak Russian correctly? – M., 1977.
HOMEWORK
1. Write down the sentences. Where necessary, edit the sentences and indicate the type of speech error.
1. According to information from informed sources, the signing of an “Agreement on National Accord” is planned. 2. In May there will be a grand opening of a new sports complex in our city. 3. The press gives a highly positive assessment of the results of the negotiations held above. 4. And the king had three only daughters. 5. The fairy tale will soon be told, but the deed will not be done soon. 6. The princes in “The Tale of Igor’s Campaign” did not want to understand that the unification of their troops into a single army was necessary.
2. Select the necessary phrases from the data in brackets and insert the sentences into the data below.
1. When applying for a job, you must submit a completed application form and ... (your autobiography; autobiography; detailed autobiography). 2. In the evening... there was a sensational statement about the discovery of a cure for AIDS (information message, morning meeting, news release). 3. But in his speech, the chairman called on everyone... (to mutual cooperation, to a close understanding of the world, to cleaning up the territory, to mutual understanding). 4. A tall, unfamiliar man was introduced as... (a professional colleague, an experienced professional, a sports competition winner, a snake catcher).
AUDITOR WORK
1. Distinguish between cases of inevitable and stylistically unjustified tautology. Correct sentences where necessary.
1. It has been a long time since the editor edited the manuscript. 2. Yes, of course, it is difficult to demand high humanity from a person in inhumane circumstances, but there is a limit beyond which humanity risks turning into its opposite. 3. The forest is clean air, a moisture collector, a life-giving source of all living things. The role of forests in people's lives is great. 4. Periphrases are descriptive expressions, phrases and sentences expressed in the form of allegory. 5. The workers of the republic did a good job harvesting grain, working in three shifts. 6. Students of the pedagogical institute undergo teaching practice in the best schools in the city. 7. Friendship is friendship, and service is service.
2. Note cases of inappropriate repetition of words, correct sentences where necessary.
1. Among these words, there is a group of words that have completely disappeared from the language and are not found in it at the present time, even as part of derivative words. 2. Life has prepared many new people for entering a new life. 3. In the past of the people, Pushkin, Lermontov, and Tolstoy found the sources of the greatness of the Russian people. 4. “Learn to learn” is the slogan of our students.
3. Find pleonasms in sentences. Read the corrected version.
1. Success in work was facilitated by the successful development of new technologies. 2. The work was done carelessly and sloppily. 3. Even under unfavorable conditions, the process of plant development continues. 4. As soon as you read the book, return it back to the library. 5. Last year this group graduated from university and received higher education. 6. The speech was chaotic and ill-conceived, so it was difficult to grasp its main essence. 7. Sooner or later, everyone will know the background of the rumors being spread.
Practical lesson No. 4
Outdated vocabulary
QUESTIONS:
1. What is passive vocabulary?
2. What groups of obsolete words do you know? Name them and explain the difference between them.
3. What is the stylistic role of historicisms and archaisms in the text?
LITERATURE
1. Kuznetsova E.V. Lexicology of the Russian language. M., 1989.
2. Fomina L.N. Modern Russian language. Lexicology. M., 1990.
3. Rosenthal D.E. Practical stylistics of the Russian language: Textbook for universities. M., 1987. pp. 87-89.
HOMEWORK
1. Choose synonyms for outdated vocabulary: in eating, mouth, palace, army, guard, great, bed, vigil, down, boat.
2. From any explanatory dictionary of the Russian language, write down 5 historicisms and 5 archaisms.
3.Find archaisms in the text and determine for what purpose the author uses them. Replace outdated words where possible.
And his son Theodore? On the throne
He sighed for a peaceful life
Silent man. He is the royal palace
Converted it into a prayer cell;
There are heavy, sovereign sorrows
The holy souls did not outrage him.
God loved the king's humility,
And Rus' is with him
In serene glory
I was consoled - and at the hour of his death
An unheard of miracle happened:
To his bed, the only visible king,
The husband appeared unusually bright,
And Theodore began to talk with him
And call him a great patriarch.
A.S. Pushkin "Boris Godunov"
AUDITOR WORK
1. Choose modern words that reflect these roots: shelom (helmet), net (guest), kovar (blacksmith), vey (wind), perst (finger), vaga (weight).
2. Arrange the words in 2 columns.
| Archaisms | Historicisms |
Votchina, merchant, chaise, finger, eye, armyak, right hand, carriage, ramen, cheeks.
3. What is the role of archaisms in the following text?
Previously, at every boyar's courtyard, at the gate, arrogant courtyard serfs with hats pulled down over their ears would sneer, play piles, throw money, or simply - they would not allow passage either on horseback or on foot - laughter, self-indulgence, grabbing with their hands. Today the gates are tightly closed, it’s quiet in the wide courtyard, little people have been taken to war, the boyars’ sons and sons-in-law are either in the regiments as non-commissioned officers or sent overseas, the young ones are sent to schools to learn navigation, mathematics and fortification, the boyar himself sits idle by open window - I am glad that, at least for a short time, Tsar Peter, after leaving, does not force him to smoke tobacco, scrape his beard, or in white knee-length stockings, in a wig made of woman's hair to the navel - twirl and twitch his legs.
A.N. Tolstoy "Peter the Great"
Practical lesson No. 5
Polysemantic words and homonyms
1. Define polysemous words. What types of values are there?
2. What are homonyms? Name the types of homonyms and characterize them.
3. How to distinguish between polysemantic words and homonyms?
LITERATURE:
1. Golub I.B. Russian language and speech culture: Textbook. M.: “Logos”, 2001. P.266-268
2. Rosenthal D.E., Golub I.B. Secrets of style. M., 1998. pp. 23-31.
3. Kozhina M.N. Stylistics of the Russian language. M., 1983.
4. Rosenthal D.E. Practical stylistics of the Russian language: Textbook for universities. M.: Higher School, 1987. P.77-80.
HOMEWORK
1.
1. I knew beautiful women inaccessible, cold, clean like winter (P.). 2. By winter, go to Paris, and there, in whirlwind life, have fun, don’t overthink it... (Gonch.). 3. The young prince... was lethargic and his mind dozed still undisturbed (Hertz.). 4. He had enormous self-esteem, and he had character iron(T.). 5. A big hat covered in frost, a mustache, a beard in silver(N.).
2. Name the types of homonyms found in the text.
3. Write out 5 ambiguous words from the explanatory dictionary of the Russian language, indicating all their meanings.
AUDITOR WORK
1. Explain the figurative meaning of the highlighted words, indicate their stylistic function.
1. There are days: neither anger, nor love, nor the thirst for action, nor the desire for truth, nothing excites my blood: and my heart sleeping, and the mind is in a daze (Pleshch.). 2. Antonida Ivanovna knew too well hare the nature of her husband (M. – S.). 3. Tanned, stern, courageous faces; coarse thick hair; angular, uncouth movements and speech, tailored awkwardly, randomly, but powerfully and convincingly (Furm.). 4. Anochka graduated from school at a time when she had not yet died all gymnasium customs (Fed.). 5. He had light brown hair and was thin, with deep longitudinal furrows, the face of an elderly Russian artisan (Fad.). 6. Chubaty raised Grigory icy eyes (Shol.).
2. What types of homonyms are used to create rhyme?
An alley appeared in the distance.
What kind of alley is this? – Alexey Maksimovich was curious.
Linden, sir,” responded the yellow leggings.
I couldn’t restrain myself... I accidentally made a pun.
Don't you have anything else fake?
G.E. Ryklin
Practical lesson No. 6
And there was no longer the same ringing of bells - from light to light - in many churches the large bells were removed and taken to the Foundry Yard, poured into cannons. The sexton from Old Pimen, when dragoons smelling of tobacco dragged the great bell from his bell tower, got drunk and wanted to hang himself on the crossbar, and then, lying tied up on a chest, in a frenzy of mind he shouted that Moscow was glorious with its crimson ringing, and now Moscow will become languidly.
Previously, at every boyar's courtyard, at the gate, arrogant courtyard serfs with hats pulled down over their ears would sneer, play piles, throw money, or simply - they would not allow passage either on horseback or on foot - laughter, self-indulgence, grabbing with their hands. Today the gates are tightly closed, it’s quiet in the wide courtyard, little people have been taken to war, the boyars’ sons and sons-in-law are either in the regiments as non-commissioned officers or sent overseas, the young ones are sent to schools to learn navigation, mathematics and fortification, the boyar himself sits idle by open window - I am glad that, at least for a short time, Tsar Peter, after leaving, does not force him to smoke tobacco, scrape his beard, or in white knee-length stockings, in a wig made of woman's hair - up to the navel - to twirl and twitch his legs.
The boyar at the window thinks languidly... “Anyway, you can’t teach Mishka mathematics, Moscow was built without mathematics, we lived, thank God, for five hundred years without mathematics - better than today; from this war, of course, there is nothing to expect except ultimate ruin, no matter how much you drag around Moscow in gilded carts the godless Neptunes and Venuses in the name of the glorious Victoria on the Neva... Sure enough, the Swede will beat our army, and also the Tatars, having been waiting for this for a long time, They’ll come out of Crimea in a horde, they’ll climb across the Oka... Oh, ho-ho!”
The boyar stretched his thick finger towards the plate with raspberries - the damned wasps were all over the plate and the windowsill! Lazily fingering a rosary made from olive pits - from Mount Athos - the boyar looked at the courtyard. Desolation! What a year of royal undertakings and amusements there is no time to think about one’s own... The cages are crooked, the turf roofs of the cellars are sagging, there are ugly weeds everywhere... “And the chickens, look, they’re kind of long-legged, and the duck is small now, the humpbacked piglets are walking in single file behind the pig - dirty and skinny. O, ho-ho!..” In his mind, the boyar understood that he should shout to the cowgirl and the poultrywoman and then immediately under the window and whip them with a vine, lifting up their skirts. In such heat, screaming and getting angry is more expensive for yourself.
The boyar moved his eyes higher - behind the tyn, behind the linden trees covered with white and yellow flowers and buzzing bees. Not too far away one could see the dilapidated Kremlin wall, on which bushes grew between the battlements. And laughter and sin - Peter Alekseevich reigned! The fortress moat right from the Trinity Gate, where the heaps of garbage lay, became completely swampy, a chicken would cross, and it stinks! and on the left bank, under the wall, boys in dirty shirts sit with fishing rods, and no one drives them out of there...
In the rows on Red Square, merchants are locking their shops, getting ready to go to lunch, the trade is still quiet, they are hanging padlocks on the doors. And the sexton closed the door, shook his goat's beard at the beggars, and also went home slowly - to sip kvass with onions, with dried fish, and then snort into the coolness under the elderberry. And the poor, the wretched, all sorts of freaks crawled from the porch, wandered under the midday heat - in all directions...
In fact, it’s time to get ready for lunch, otherwise languor has completely overcome me, such boredom. The boyar looked closely, stretched his neck and lips, even rose from the stool and covered his eyes with his palm from above - across the brick bridge that spans from the Trinity Gate through Neglinnaya to the Patchwork Bazaar, a glass carriage of quadruples was riding, glinting in the sun - a train of gray horses, with a crimson haiduk on-site. It was Princess Natalya, the beloved sister of Tsar Peter, with the same restless disposition as her brother, who went on a campaign. Where did she go, fathers? The boyar, angrily waving away the wasps with his handkerchief, leaned out of the window.
“Grishutka,” he shouted to a small boy in a long canvas shirt with red armpits, who was soaking his bare feet in a puddle near the well, “run as fast as you can, here I am!” -Tell me where she went...
Four gray horses, with red plumes under their ears, with copper plaques and bells on their harness, carried the carriage with a heavy gallop across a wide meadow and stopped at the old Izmailovo palace. It was staged by Tsar Alexei Mikhailovich, who loved all sorts of undertakings in his village of Izmailovo, where tame elk still grazed with the cow herd, bears sat in pits, and peacocks walked in the poultry yard, climbing into the trees in the summer to sleep. You can’t count how many colorful and tinned roofs were on the log palace, darkened by time, over the light rooms, passages and porches: steep ones, with a comb like a ruff, and a barrel, and a kokoshnik. Above them, in the midday silence, angry swifts cut the air. All the windows in the palace are locked. An old rooster was dozing on one leg on the porch; when the carriage arrived, he caught himself, screamed, ran, and, as if there was a fire, the chickens screamed under all the porches. Then a low door opened from the basement and a watchman, also old, leaned out. Seeing the carriage, he slowly knelt down and bowed his forehead to the ground.
Princess Natalya, sticking her head out of the carriage, asked impatiently:
-Where are the hawthorns, grandfather?
Grandfather stood up, stuck out his gray beard, and pursed his lips:
“Hello, mother, hello, beautiful princess Natalya Alekseevna,” and he looked at her affectionately from under the eyebrows that covered his eyes, “oh you, God-given, oh you, dear... Where are the hawthorn trees, you ask? But I don’t know where the hawthorn trees are, I haven’t seen them.
Natalya jumped out of the carriage, pulled off the heavy, pearl, horned crown from her head, threw off the brocade flyer from her shoulders - she put on an old Moscow dress only for traveling - a nearby noblewoman, Vasilisa Myasnaya, picked up the things into the carriage. Natalya, tall, thin, fast, in a light Dutch dress, walked across the meadow towards the grove. There, in the coolness, she closed her eyes, so strong and sweet was the spirit of the blooming linden tree.
- Aw! – Natalya shouted. Not far away, in the direction where the sun shone unbearably in the water behind the branches, a lazy female voice responded. On the shore of the pond, near the water, near the sand, near the bridge, there stood a motley tent, in its shade, four young women lay languishing on pillows. They hastily rose to meet Natalya, exhausted, with their braids in full swing. The older one, short, long-nosed, Anisya Tolstaya, was the first to run up to her and burst into tears, rolling her nimble eyes:
- Our light, Natalya, Empress Princess, ah, ah, the toilet is foreign! Ah, ah, deity!
The other two, the sisters of Alexander Danilovich Menshikov, recently taken by order of Peter from their father’s house to the Izmailovo palace under the supervision of Anisya Tolstoy to learn politeness and literacy, the young maidens Martha and Anna, both magnificent, still little trimmed, opened their swollen mouths and opened eyelashes, looking transparently at the princess. She was wearing a Dutch dress - a red, fine wool wide skirt with a triple gold border at the hem and an unprecedented narrow shower jacket - her neck, shoulders were bare, her arms were bare to the elbows. Natalya herself understood that only with a goddess could she be compared, well, with Diana, her roundish face, with an upturned short nose, like her brother’s, small ears, mouth - everything was clear, youthful, arrogant.
- Yesterday they brought me a toilet, sent from Sanka, Alexandra Ivanovna Volkova, from The Hague... It’s beautiful and - free for the body... Of course - not for a big outing, but for a grove, for a meadow, for fun.
Natalya turned around, letting herself get a good look. The fourth young woman stood at a distance, her hands modestly folded in front of her, smiling with a sly mouth fresh as a cherry, and her eyes were cherry, easily flashing, feminine. Round cheeks are rosy from the heat, dark curly hair is also damp. Natalya, turning to gasps and splashes of hands, looked at her several times, obstinately stuck out her lower lip - she still didn’t understand whether she liked or disliked this Marienburg Polonyanka, taken in a soldier’s caftan from under a cart into the tent of Field Marshal Sheremetyev, bargained with him Menshikov and obediently - one night, by the burning fire, over a glass of wine - given by him to Pyotr Alekseevich.
Natalya was a virgin, unlike her half-sisters, the sisters of the ruler Sophia imprisoned in the monastery, the princesses Katka and Masha, at whom all of Moscow made fun of them. Natalya's temper was ardent and irreconcilable. She repeatedly scolded Katya and Masha as sluts and cows, getting excited, and hit them on the cheeks. She banished the old prison customs, the hot, humble whispers of various backwater grandmothers from her palace. She also reprimanded her brother, Pyotr Alekseevich, when at one time, having sent away his shameless favorite Anna Mons forever, he became very promiscuous and simple with women. At first, Natalya thought that this soldier’s Polonyanka would also only last for half an hour: she would shake herself off and forget. No, Pyotr Alekseevich did not forget that evening at Menshikov’s, when the wind was raging and Catherine, taking a candle, shone it to the Tsar in the bedroom. For the Menshikov housekeeper, it was ordered to buy a small house on Arbat, where Alexander Danilovich himself took her bed, bundles and boxes, and after a short time she was transported from there to the Izmailovo palace under the supervision of Anisya Tolstoy.
