in the yard. Sport is sport! Judge, give them a keg of brandy; the Major will permit it; let the bold yagers have a drink!"
"I might beg the favour," said the Major, "but you are not forced to grant it."
"Judge," whispered Robak, "give 'em a keg of spirits."
And thus, while the merry staff tippled in the mansion, outside the house there began a drinking bout among the troops.
Captain Rykov drained cup after cup in silence; but the Major drank and at the same time paid court to the ladies, and the ardour for dancing continually increased within him. He threw aside his pipe and seized Telimena's hand; he was eager to dance, but she ran away; so he went up to Zosia, and bowing and tottering invited her to open the mazurka.
"Hey you, Rykov, stop pulling at your pipe! Put away your pipe; you play the balalaika well. You see that guitar there; go, get the guitar and give us a mazurka! I, the Major, will lead out in the first couple."
The Captain took the guitar and began to tune it; Plut again urged Telimena to dance:—
"On the word of a Major, madam, I am not a Russian if I lie! May I be the son of a bitch if I lie! Ask, and all the officers will bear witness, all the army will tell you that in the second army, ninth corps, second division of infantry, fiftieth yager regiment, Major Plut is the foremost dancer of the mazurka. Come on, young lady! Don't be so skittish, for I shall punish you in officer's fashion."
So saying he jumped up, seized Telimena's hand, and imprinted a broad kiss on her white shoulder; but
