Whirlpools A Novel of Modern Poland   By: Henryk Sienkiewicz (1846-1916)

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WHIRLPOOLS

WORKS OF

HENRYK SIENKIEWICZ

Whirlpools "Quo Vadis" With Fire and Sword The Deluge Pan Michael Children of the Soil Hania, and Other Stories Sielanka, a Forest Picture and Other Stories The Knights of the Cross Without Dogma On the Field of Glory

WHIRLPOOLS

A Novel of Modern Poland

BY

HENRYK SIENKIEWICZ

Author of "With Fire and Sword," "The Deluge," "Quo Vadis," "Children of the Soil," "Without Dogma," Etc.

TRANSLATED FROM THE POLISH BY MAX A. DREZMAL

BOSTON

LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY

1910

Copyright, 1910

By Little, Brown, and Company

All rights reserved

Published June, 1910

THE UNIVERSITY PRESS, CAMBRIDGE, U. S. A.

WHIRLPOOLS.

PART FIRST.

I

Gronski arrived at the Jastrzeb manor house about midnight. In the house all were asleep excepting an old servant and the young heir, Ladislaus Krzycki, who awaited his guest with supper and greeted him with great cordiality, for notwithstanding the disparity in their ages they were bound by ties of an old intimacy. It continued from those days when Gronski, as a university student, surrounded with a tutelary friendship the youthful Krzycki, who was attending the gymnasium. Later they met frequently and the closer friendly relations between Gronski and the Krzycki family did not undergo any interruption.

Therefore when, after the first greetings, they repaired to the dining room the young heir of Jastrzeb again began to embrace Gronski. After a while, having seated him at the table, he shook from his eyes the remnants of drowsiness which had oppressed him, became thoroughly animated, and said with sincere happiness:

"How immensely fortunate I am that at last we have you at Jastrzeb; and Mother, how she has been expecting you! I, whenever I am in Warsaw, always begin with you, but a year has passed since your last visit here."

Gronski inquired about Pani Krzycki's health and that of the younger members of the household, after which he said:

"It is, indeed, strange that I have not been out in the country, not only with you but elsewhere. In summer time they dispatch me every year to Carlsbad, and after Carlsbad one strays somewhere in the west. Besides, in Warsaw matters are now seething as in a caldron, and it is difficult to tear one's self from all this."

The conversation, which started with a lengthy discussion of public affairs, was afterwards turned by Ladislaus towards private matters:

"Did you," he said, "besides the notification of the death of Uncle Zarnowski, receive a letter from Mother? I ask for this reason: I mailed first the notification, and later in the day Mother decided to write the letter."