"Garnet bracelet. "Garnet bracelet" Kuprin A.I.

A. I. Kuprin
Garnet bracelet

Princess Vera Nikolaevna Sheina, the wife of the marshal of the nobility, had already lived with her husband in the country for some time, because their city apartment was being renovated. Today was her name day, and therefore guests were supposed to arrive. The first to appear was Vera's sister, Anna Nikolaevna Friesse, who was married to a very rich and very stupid man who did nothing, but was registered with some charitable society and had the title of chamber junker. Grandfather, General Anosov, whom the sisters love very much, should come. Guests began to arrive after five o'clock. Among them is the famous pianist Jenny Reiter, a friend of Princess Vera at the Smolny Institute, Anna's husband brought with him Professor Speshnikov and the local vice-governor von Seck. Prince Vasily Lvovich is accompanied by his widowed sister Lyudmila Lvovna. Lunch is a lot of fun, everyone has known each other for a long time.

Vera Nikolaevna suddenly noticed that there were thirteen guests. This scared her a little. Everyone sat down to play poker. Vera did not want to play, and she went to the terrace, where they served tea, when she was with a few mysterious look the maid beckoned from the living room. She handed her a package that a messenger had brought half an hour earlier.

Vera opened the package - under the paper was a small red plush jewelry case. It contained an oval gold bracelet, and inside it was a carefully folded note. She unfolded it. The handwriting looked familiar to her. She put the note aside and decided to look at the bracelet first. “It was gold, low-grade, very thick, but puffy, and on the outside it was completely covered with small old, poorly polished grenades. But on the other hand, in the middle of the bracelet, surrounded by some ancient small green stone, five beautiful cabochon garnets, each the size of a pea, rose. When Vera, with a random movement, successfully turned the bracelet in front of the fire of an electric light bulb, then in them, deep under their smooth ovoid surface, lovely, densely red living lights suddenly lit up. Then she read the lines written in small, beautiful calligraphy. It was a congratulation on the day of the Angel. The author reported that this bracelet belonged to his great-grandmother, then his late mother wore it. The pebble in the middle is a very rare variety of garnet - green garnet. Then he wrote: “According to an old legend that has been preserved in our family, he has the ability to communicate the gift of foresight to women who wear it and drives away heavy thoughts from them, while protecting men from violent death ... I beg you not to be angry with me. I blush at the memory of my insolence seven years ago, when I dared to write stupid and wild letters to you, young lady, and even expect an answer to them. Now only reverence, eternal admiration and slavish devotion remain in me ... "" Show Vasya or not show? And if so, when? Now or after the guests? No, it’s better later - now not only this unfortunate person will be funny, but I will be funny with him, ”Vera thought and could not take her eyes off the five scarlet bloody fires trembling inside the five grenades.

Meanwhile, the evening went on as usual. Prince Vasily Lvovich showed his sister, Anosov and brother-in-law a homemade humorous album with handwritten drawings. Their laughter attracted everyone else. There was a story: "Princess Vera and the telegraph operator in love." “Better not,” Vera said, softly touching her husband's shoulder. But he either did not hear, or did not attach importance. He humorously retells the old letters of a man in love with Vera. He wrote them when she was not yet married. Prince Vasily calls the author a telegraph operator. The husband keeps talking and saying… “Gentlemen, who wants tea?” - asked Vera Nikolaevna.

General Anosov tells his goddaughters about the love he had in his youth in Bulgaria with a Bulgarian girl. When the time came for the troops to leave, they swore an oath to each other in eternal mutual love and said goodbye forever. "And that's it?" asked Lyudmila Lvovna disappointedly. Later, when the guests had almost all dispersed, Vera, seeing off her grandfather, quietly said to her husband: “Go and see ... there in my desk, in a drawer, is a red case, and in it is a letter. Read it."

It was so dark that I had to grope my way with my feet. The general led Vera by the arm. “That Ludmila Lvovna is funny,” he suddenly spoke, as if continuing aloud the course of his thoughts. - And I want to say that people in our time have forgotten how to love. I do not see true love. And I didn’t see it in my time!” Marriage, in his opinion, means nothing. “Take at least Vasya and me. How can we call our marriage unhappy? Vera asked. Anosov was silent for a long time. Then he drawled reluctantly: "Well, well ... let's say - an exception." Why do people get married? As for women, they are afraid to stay in girls, they want to be a mistress, a lady, independent ... Men have other motives. Tiredness from a single life, from a mess in the house, from tavern dinners... Again, the thought of children... There are sometimes thoughts about a dowry. But where is love? Love disinterested, selfless, not waiting for a reward? “Wait, wait, Vera, do you want me again about your Vasya? Really, I love him. He is a good guy. Who knows, maybe the future will show his love in the light of great beauty. But you understand what kind of love I'm talking about. Love must be a tragedy. The greatest secret in the world! No comforts of life, calculations and compromises should concern her.” "Have you ever seen such love, grandfather?" "No," the old man answered decisively. - I really know two cases of similar ...

In one regiment of our division ... there was a wife regimental commander... Bony, red-haired, thin ... In addition, a morphine drinker. And then one day, in the fall, they send a newly made ensign to their regiment ... just from a military school. A month later, this old horse completely mastered him. He's a page, he's a servant, he's a slave... By Christmas, she was tired of him. She returned to one of her former ... passions. But he couldn't. Follows her like a ghost. He was exhausted all over, emaciated, turned black ... And then one spring they arranged some kind of May Day or a picnic in the regiment ... They returned back at night on foot along the canvas railway. Suddenly a freight train is coming towards them ... she suddenly whispers in the ensign's ear: “You all say that you love me. But if I order you, you probably won’t throw yourself under the train. "And he, without answering a word, ran - and under the train. He, they say, correctly calculated ... so he would have been neatly cut in half. But "Some idiot decided to hold him back and push him away. Yes, he didn’t master it. The ensign, as he clung to the rails with his hands, both his hands were chopped off ... And the man disappeared ... in the meanest way ... "

The general tells another story. When the regiment was leaving for the war and the train was already moving, the wife shouted loudly to her husband: “Remember, take care of Volodya [your lover]! If anything happens to him, I will leave home and never come back. And I'll take the kids." At the front, this captain, a brave soldier, looked after this coward and loafer Vishnyakov, like a nanny, like a mother. Everyone was delighted when they learned that Vishnyakov died in the hospital from typhus ...

The general asks Vera what the story with the telegraph operator is. Vera told in detail about some madman who began to pursue her with his love two years before her marriage. She has never seen him and does not know his last name. He signed G.S.Zh. Once he mentioned that he was serving in some state institution as a small official - he did not mention a word about the telegraph. He must have been following her constantly, because in his letters he indicated exactly where she went in the evenings ... and how she was dressed. At first his letters were somewhat vulgar, though quite chaste. But once Vera wrote to him so that he would not bother her anymore. Since then, he began to be limited to congratulations on holidays. Princess Vera spoke about the bracelet and about the strange letter from her mysterious admirer. "Yes," said the general at last. “Maybe it’s just a crazy guy… or… maybe your life path, Verochka, just such a love crossed ... "

Vera's brother Nikolai and Vasily Lvovich are worried that an unknown person will boast to someone that Princess Vera Nikolaevna Sheina accepts gifts from him, then send something else, then go to jail for embezzlement, and the princes of Sheina will be called as witnesses ... They decided that he it is necessary to find, return the bracelet and read the notation. “For some reason, I felt sorry for this unfortunate man,” Vera said hesitantly.

Vera's husband and brother find the right apartment on the eighth floor, climbing the dirty, spit-stained stairs. The inhabitant of Zheltkov's room was a man "very pale, with a tender girlish face, with blue eyes and a stubborn childish chin with a dimple in the middle; he must have been about thirty, thirty-five years old.” He silently accepts his bracelet back, apologizing for his behavior. Upon learning that the gentlemen were going to turn to the authorities for help, Zheltkov laughed, sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette. “Now is the hardest moment of my life. And I must, prince, speak to you without any conventions ... Will you listen to me? “Listen,” Shein said. Zheltkov says that he loves Shein's wife. It is difficult for him to say this, but seven years of hopeless and polite love give him this right. He knows that he can never stop loving her. They cannot cut off this feeling of his by anything, except perhaps death. Zheltkov asks permission to speak on the phone with Princess Vera Nikolaevna. He will relay the contents of the conversation to them.

He returned ten minutes later. His eyes shone and were deep, as if filled with unshed tears. “I'm ready,” he said, “and you won't hear anything from me tomorrow. It's like I'm dead for you. But one condition - I'm telling you, Prince Vasily Lvovich - you see, I squandered government money, and after all I have to flee this city. Will you let me write more last letter Princess Vera Nikolaevna? Shane allows.

In the evening, at the dacha, Vasily Lvovich told his wife in detail about the meeting with Zheltkov. He seemed to feel compelled to do so. At night, Vera says, "I know this man will kill himself." Vera never read newspapers, but on that day, for some reason, she unfolded just that sheet and came across the column that reported the suicide of an official of the control chamber, G. S. Zheltkov. All day she walked around the flower garden and the orchard and thought about a man whom she had never seen. Maybe this was the real, selfless, true love about which grandfather spoke?

At six o'clock the postman brought Zheltkov's letter. He wrote as follows: “It’s not my fault, Vera Nikolaevna, that God was pleased to send me, as an enormous happiness, love for you ... for me, my whole life lies only in you ... I am infinitely grateful to you only for the fact that you exist. I checked myself - this is not a disease, not a manic idea - this is love, which God was pleased to reward me for something ... Leaving, I say in delight: “May your name". Eight years ago I saw you in a box in the circus, and then in the first second I said to myself: I love her because there is nothing like her in the world, there is nothing better, there is no beast, no plant, no star, not a person is more beautiful and more tender than you. All the beauty of the earth seemed to be embodied in you... I cut everything off, but still I think and I am even sure that you will remember me. If you think of me, then... play or order to play the sonata in D-dur No. 2, op. 2… May God grant you happiness, and may nothing temporary and worldly disturb your beautiful soul. I kiss your hands. G. S. J.

Vera goes to where Zheltkov lived. The owner of the apartment tells what a wonderful person he was. About the bracelet, she says that before writing a letter, he came to her and asked her to hang the bracelet on the icon. Vera enters the room where Zheltkov lies on the table: “Deep importance was in his closed eyes, and his lips smiled blissfully and serenely, as if, before parting with life, he had learned some deep and sweet secret that solved his whole human life ... Faith ... put a flower under his neck. At that moment, she realized that the love that every woman dreams of had passed her by ... And, parting the hair on the dead man’s forehead in both directions, she tightly squeezed his temples with her hands and kissed him on the cold, wet forehead with a long friendly kiss. Before Vera leaves, the hostess says that before his death, Zheltkov asked that if any lady came to look at him, then tell her that Beethoven had the most best work... she showed the name written on a piece of paper.

Returning home late, Vera Nikolaevna was glad that neither her husband nor her brother was at home. But Jenny Reiter was waiting for her, and she asked her to play something for her. She had almost no doubt for a second that Jenny would play the very passage from the second sonata that this dead man with the ridiculous surname Zheltkov had asked for. So it was. She recognized this piece from the very first chords. And the words formed in her mind. They so coincided in her thoughts with the music that they were like couplets that ended with the words: "Hallowed be thy name."

“I remember your every step, smile, look, the sound of your gait. Sweet sadness, quiet, beautiful sadness are wrapped around my last memories... I'm leaving alone, silently, it was so pleasing to God and fate. "Hallowed be thy name." Princess Vera hugged the trunk of an acacia, clung to it and cried ... And at that time the amazing music, as if obeying her grief, continued:

“Calm down, darling, calm down, calm down. Do you remember me? Do you remember? You are my one and only last love. Calm down, I'm with you. Think of me and I will be with you, because you and I have only loved each other for a moment, but forever. Do you remember me? Do you remember? .. Here I feel your tears. Take it easy. It’s so sweet for me to sleep ... ”Vera, all in tears, said:“ No, no, he has forgiven me now. Everything is fine".

Princess Vera Nikolaevna Sheina, the wife of the marshal of the nobility, had already lived with her husband in the country for some time, because their city apartment was being renovated. Today was her name day, and therefore guests were supposed to arrive. The first to appear was Vera's sister, Anna Nikolaevna Friesse, who was married to a very rich and very stupid man who did nothing, but was registered with some charitable society and had the title of chamber junker. Grandfather, General Anosov, whom the sisters love very much, should come. Guests began to arrive after five o'clock. Among them is the famous pianist Jenny Reiter, a friend of Princess Vera at the Smolny Institute, Anna's husband brought with him Professor Speshnikov and the local vice-governor von Seck. Prince Vasily Lvovich is accompanied by his widowed sister Lyudmila Lvovna. Lunch is a lot of fun, everyone has known each other for a long time.

Vera Nikolaevna suddenly noticed that there were thirteen guests. This scared her a little. Everyone sat down to play poker. Vera did not want to play, and she was about to go to the terrace, where they were laying tea, when the maid beckoned her from the drawing room with a somewhat mysterious air. She handed her a package that a messenger had brought half an hour earlier.

Vera opened the package - under the paper was a small red plush jewelry case. It contained an oval gold bracelet, and inside it was a carefully folded note. She unfolded it. The handwriting looked familiar to her. She put the note aside and decided to look at the bracelet first. “It was gold, low-grade, very thick, but puffy, and on the outside it was completely covered with small old, poorly polished grenades. But on the other hand, in the middle of the bracelet, surrounded by some ancient small green stone, five beautiful cabochon garnets, each the size of a pea, rose. When Vera, with a random movement, successfully turned the bracelet in front of the fire of an electric light bulb, then in them, deep under their smooth ovoid surface, lovely, densely red living lights suddenly lit up. Then she read the lines written in small, beautiful calligraphy. It was a congratulation on the day of the Angel. The author reported that this bracelet belonged to his great-grandmother, then his late mother wore it. The pebble in the middle is a very rare variety of garnet - green garnet. Then he wrote: “According to an old legend that has been preserved in our family, he has the ability to communicate the gift of foresight to women who wear it and drives away heavy thoughts from them, while protecting men from violent death ... I beg you not to be angry with me. I blush at the memory of my insolence seven years ago, when I dared to write stupid and wild letters to you, young lady, and even expect an answer to them. Now only reverence, eternal admiration and slavish devotion remain in me ... "" Show Vasya or not show? And if so, when? Now or after the guests? No, it’s better later - now not only this unfortunate person will be funny, but I will be funny with him, ”Vera thought and could not take her eyes off the five scarlet bloody fires trembling inside the five grenades.

Meanwhile, the evening went on as usual. Prince Vasily Lvovich showed his sister, Anosov and brother-in-law a homemade humorous album with handwritten drawings. Their laughter attracted everyone else. There was a story: "Princess Vera and the telegraph operator in love." “Better not,” Vera said, softly touching her husband's shoulder. But he either did not hear, or did not attach importance. He humorously retells the old letters of a man in love with Vera. He wrote them when she was not yet married. Prince Vasily calls the author a telegraph operator. The husband keeps talking and saying… “Gentlemen, who wants tea?” - asked Vera Nikolaevna.

General Anosov tells his goddaughters about the love he had in his youth in Bulgaria with a Bulgarian girl. When the time came for the troops to leave, they swore an oath of eternal mutual love to each other and said goodbye forever. "And that's it?" asked Lyudmila Lvovna disappointedly. Later, when the guests had almost all dispersed, Vera, seeing off her grandfather, quietly said to her husband: “Go and see ... there in my desk, in a drawer, is a red case, and in it is a letter. Read it."

It was so dark that I had to grope my way with my feet. The general led Vera by the arm. “That Ludmila Lvovna is funny,” he suddenly spoke, as if continuing aloud the course of his thoughts. - And I want to say that people in our time have forgotten how to love. I don't see true love. And I didn’t see it in my time!” Marriage, in his opinion, means nothing. “Take at least Vasya and me. How can we call our marriage unhappy? Vera asked. Anosov was silent for a long time. Then he drawled reluctantly: "Well, well ... let's say - an exception." Why do people get married? As for women, they are afraid to stay in girls, they want to be a mistress, a lady, independent ... Men have other motives. Tiredness from a single life, from a mess in the house, from tavern dinners ... Again, the thought of children ... There are sometimes thoughts about a dowry. But where is love? Love disinterested, selfless, not waiting for a reward? “Wait, wait, Vera, do you want me again about your Vasya? Really, I love him. He is a good guy. Who knows, maybe the future will show his love in the light of great beauty. But you understand what kind of love I'm talking about. Love must be a tragedy. The greatest secret in the world! No comforts of life, calculations and compromises should concern her.” "Have you ever seen such love, grandfather?" "No," the old man answered decisively. - I really know two cases of similar ...

In one regiment of our division... there was a regimental commander's wife... Skinny, red-haired, thin... In addition, a morphine drinker. And then one day, in the fall, they send a newly made ensign to their regiment ... just from a military school. A month later, this old horse completely mastered him. He's a page, he's a servant, he's a slave... By Christmas, she was tired of him. She returned to one of her former ... passions. But he couldn't. Follows her like a ghost. He was exhausted all over, emaciated, blackened ... And then one spring they arranged some kind of May Day or a picnic in the regiment ... They returned back at night on foot along the railroad track. Suddenly a freight train is coming towards them ... she suddenly whispers in the ensign's ear: “You all say that you love me. But if I order you, you probably won’t throw yourself under the train. And he, without answering a word, ran - and under the train. He, they say, correctly calculated ... so he would have been neatly cut in half and cut. But some idiot decided to hold him back and push him away. Didn't make it. The ensign, as he clung to the rails with his hands, so he chopped off both hands ... And a man disappeared ... in the meanest way ... "

The general tells another story. When the regiment was leaving for the war and the train was already moving, the wife shouted loudly to her husband: “Remember, take care of Volodya [your lover]! If anything happens to him, I will leave home and never come back. And I'll take the kids." At the front, this captain, a brave soldier, looked after this coward and loafer Vishnyakov, like a nanny, like a mother. Everyone rejoiced when

We learned that Vishnyakov died in the hospital from typhus ...

The general asks Vera what the story with the telegraph operator is. Vera told in detail about some madman who began to pursue her with his love two years before her marriage. She has never seen him and does not know his last name. He signed G.S.Zh. Once he mentioned that he was serving in some state institution as a small official - he did not mention a word about the telegraph. He must have been following her constantly, because in his letters he indicated exactly where she went in the evenings ... and how she was dressed. At first his letters were somewhat vulgar, though quite chaste. But once Vera wrote to him so that he would not bother her anymore. Since then, he began to be limited to congratulations on holidays. Princess Vera spoke about the bracelet and about the strange letter from her mysterious admirer. "Yes," said the general at last. “Maybe it’s just an abnormal fellow ... or ... maybe your life path, Verochka, was crossed by just such a love ...”

Vera's brother Nikolai and Vasily Lvovich are worried that an unknown person will boast to someone that Princess Vera Nikolaevna Sheina accepts gifts from him, then send something else, then go to jail for embezzlement, and the princes of Sheina will be called as witnesses ... They decided that he it is necessary to find, return the bracelet and read the notation. “For some reason, I felt sorry for this unfortunate man,” Vera said hesitantly.

Vera's husband and brother find the right apartment on the eighth floor, climbing the dirty, spit-stained stairs. The inhabitant of the Zheltkov room was a man “very pale, with a tender girlish face, blue eyes and a stubborn childish chin with a dimple in the middle; he must have been about thirty, thirty-five years old.” He silently accepts his bracelet back, apologizing for his behavior. Upon learning that the gentlemen were going to turn to the authorities for help, Zheltkov laughed, sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette. “Now is the hardest moment of my life. And I must, prince, speak to you without any conventions ... Will you listen to me? “Listen,” Shein said. Zheltkov says that he loves Shein's wife. It is difficult for him to say this, but seven years of hopeless and polite love give him this right. He knows that he can never stop loving her. They cannot cut off this feeling of his by anything, except perhaps death. Zheltkov asks permission to speak on the phone with Princess Vera Nikolaevna. He will relay the contents of the conversation to them.

He returned ten minutes later. His eyes shone and were deep, as if filled with unshed tears. “I'm ready,” he said, “and you won't hear anything from me tomorrow. It's like I'm dead for you. But one condition - I'm telling you, Prince Vasily Lvovich - you see, I squandered government money, and after all I have to flee this city. Will you allow me to write one last letter to Princess Vera Nikolaevna?” Shane allows.

In the evening, at the dacha, Vasily Lvovich told his wife in detail about the meeting with Zheltkov. He seemed to feel compelled to do so. At night, Vera says, "I know this man will kill himself." Vera never read newspapers, but on that day, for some reason, she unfolded just that sheet and came across the column that reported the suicide of an official of the control chamber, G. S. Zheltkov. All day she walked around the flower garden and the orchard and thought about a man whom she had never seen. Maybe this was that real, selfless, true love that grandfather spoke about?

At six o'clock the postman brought Zheltkov's letter. He wrote as follows: “It’s not my fault, Vera Nikolaevna, that God was pleased to send me, as an enormous happiness, love for you ... for me, my whole life lies only in you ... I am infinitely grateful to you only for the fact that you exist. I checked myself - this is not a disease, not a manic idea - this is love, which God was pleased to reward me for something ... Leaving, I say in delight: "Hallowed be thy name." Eight years ago I saw you in a box in the circus, and then in the first second I said to myself: I love her because there is nothing like her in the world, there is nothing better, there is no beast, no plant, no star, not a person is more beautiful and more tender than you. All the beauty of the earth seemed to be embodied in you... I cut everything off, but still I think and I am even sure that you will remember me. If you think of me, then... play or order to play the sonata in D-dur No. 2, op. 2… May God grant you happiness, and may nothing temporary and worldly disturb your beautiful soul. I kiss your hands. G. S. J.

Vera goes to where Zheltkov lived. The owner of the apartment tells what a wonderful person he was. About the bracelet, she says that before writing a letter, he came to her and asked her to hang the bracelet on the icon. Vera enters the room where Zheltkov lies on the table: “Deep importance was in his closed eyes, and his lips smiled blissfully and serenely, as if before parting with life he had learned some deep and sweet secret that solved his whole human life ... Vera… put a flower under his neck. At that moment, she realized that the love that every woman dreams of had passed her by ... And, parting the hair on the dead man’s forehead in both directions, she tightly squeezed his temples with her hands and kissed him on the cold, wet forehead with a long friendly kiss. Before Vera leaves, the hostess says that before his death, Zheltkov asked that if some lady came to look at him, then tell her that Beethoven had the best work ... she showed the title written on a piece of paper.

Returning home late, Vera Nikolaevna was glad that neither her husband nor her brother was at home. But Jenny Reiter was waiting for her, and she asked her to play something for her. She had almost no doubt for a second that Jenny would play the very passage from the second sonata that this dead man with the ridiculous surname Zheltkov had asked for. So it was. She recognized this piece from the very first chords. And the words formed in her mind. They so coincided in her thoughts with the music that they were like couplets that ended with the words: "Hallowed be thy name."

“I remember your every step, smile, look, the sound of your gait. Sweet sadness, quiet, beautiful sadness are wrapped around my last memories ... I'm leaving alone, silently, it was so pleasing to God and fate. "Hallowed be thy name." Princess Vera hugged the trunk of an acacia, clung to it and cried ... And at that time the amazing music, as if obeying her grief, continued:

“Calm down, darling, calm down, calm down. Do you remember me? Do you remember? You are my one and only love. Calm down, I'm with you. Think of me and I will be with you, because you and I have only loved each other for a moment, but forever. Do you remember me? Do you remember? .. Here I feel your tears. Take it easy. It’s so sweet for me to sleep ... ”Vera, all in tears, said:“ No, no, he has forgiven me now. Everything is fine".

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Alexander Ivanovich Kuprin

"Garnet bracelet"

A parcel with a small jewelry case in the name of Princess Vera Nikolaevna Sheina was handed over by the messenger through the maid. The princess reprimanded her, but Dasha said that the messenger immediately ran away, and she did not dare to tear the birthday girl away from the guests.

Inside the case was a gold, low-grade puffy bracelet covered with garnets, among which was a small green pebble. The letter enclosed in the case contained congratulations on the day of the angel and a request to accept the bracelet that belonged to the great-grandmother. The green pebble is a very rare green garnet that communicates the gift of providence and protects men from violent death. The letter ended with the words: “Your obedient servant G.S.Zh. before death and after death.”

Vera took the bracelet in her hands - alarming dense red living lights lit up inside the stones. "Just like blood!" she thought as she returned to the living room.

Prince Vasily Lvovich at that moment was demonstrating his humorous home album, which had just been opened on the “tale” “Princess Vera and the Telegraph Operator in Love”. “Better not,” she pleaded. But the husband has already begun commenting on his own drawings full of brilliant humor. Here a girl named Vera receives a letter with kissing doves, signed by the telegraph operator P.P.Zh. Here young Vasya Shein returns to Vera wedding ring: "I dare not interfere with your happiness, and yet it is my duty to warn you: telegraphers are seductive, but insidious." But Vera marries the handsome Vasya Shein, but the telegraph operator continues to persecute. Here he, disguised as a chimney sweep, enters the boudoir of Princess Vera. Here, having changed clothes, he enters their kitchen as a dishwasher. Here, at last, he is in a lunatic asylum, etc.

"Gentlemen, who wants tea?" Vera asked. After tea, the guests began to leave. The old general Anosov, whom Vera and her sister Anna called grandfather, asked the princess to explain what was true in the prince's story.

G.S.Z. (and not P.P.Z.) began harassing her with letters two years before her marriage. Obviously, he constantly watched her, knew where she was at the parties, how she was dressed. When Vera, also in writing, asked not to disturb her with her persecution, he fell silent about love and limited himself to congratulations on holidays, as well as today, on her name day.

The old man was silent. "Could it be a maniac? Or maybe, Verochka, it was precisely the kind of love that women dream of and which more men are incapable of that crossed your life path.

After the guests left, Vera's husband and her brother Nikolai decided to find an admirer and return the bracelet. The next day they already knew the address of G.S.Zh. It turned out to be a man of about thirty or thirty-five. He did not deny anything and recognized the indecency of his behavior. Finding some understanding and even sympathy in the prince, he explained to him that, alas, he loves his wife and neither deportation nor prison will kill this feeling. Except death. He must confess that he squandered government money and will be forced to flee the city, so that they will not hear from him again.

The next day, in the newspaper, Vera read about the suicide of an official of the control chamber, G. S. Zheltkov, and in the evening the postman brought his letter.

Zheltkov wrote that for him all life consisted only in her, in Vera Nikolaevna. It is the love that God rewarded him for something. As he leaves, he repeats in delight: "Hallowed be thy name." If she remembers him, then let her play the D major part of Beethoven's Appassionata, he thanks her from the bottom of his heart for the fact that she was his only joy in life.

Vera could not help but go to say goodbye to this man. Her husband fully understood her impulse.

The face of the man lying in the coffin was serene, as if he recognized deep secret. Vera raised his head, placed a large red rose under his neck, and kissed him on the forehead. She understood that the love that every woman dreams of had passed her by.

Returning home, she found only her college friend, the famous pianist Jenny Reiter. "Play something for me," she asked.

And Jenny (wonder!) began to play the part of "Appassionata", which Zheltkov indicated in the letter. She listened, and in her mind words were composed, like couplets, ending with a prayer: "Hallowed be thy name." "What happened to you?" Jenny asked when she saw her tears. “…He has forgiven me now. Everything is fine, ”Vera answered.

The birthday girl Princess Vera Nikolaevna Sheina received a bundle with a jewelry case. It had a gold but low-grade garnet bracelet. The letter contained congratulations and a request to accept the gift. The bracelet, the letter said, is still great-grandmother, and the green pebble in it is an extremely rare green garnet, bringing the gift of providence, protecting men from violent death. The signature read: "Your obedient servant G.S.Zh. before death and after death."

Vera took the bracelet, the stones were flickering alarmingly thick red. Like blood - came to her mind. She returned to the hall to the guests. Her husband, Prince Vasily Lvovich Shein, at that time showed the guests an album with his drawings, accompanying him with a cheerful story about an absurd, as he called him, telegraph operator, who is madly in love with Vera, pursues her even after marriage, writes letters and obviously follows her from afar. He knows everything about Vera - how she is dressed, where she was and what she likes to do.

The husband and Nikolai, Vera's brother, decided to find an obsessive and immodest admirer in order to return the bracelet. G.S.Zh. turned out to be a young man of 30-35 years old. He did not deny anything, fully recognizing the indecency of his feelings and actions. Seeing understanding and sympathy in Prince Shein, he explained that he loved Vera so that not a single expulsion, not a single prison would kill his feeling. Only his death can save both himself and Vera from this feeling of love. He confessed that he had squandered government money and would now have to flee the city, so they would not hear from him anymore.

The next day, Vera read about the suicide of G. S. Zheltkov, an official of the control chamber. On the evening of the same day she received Farewell letter. The unfortunate wrote: Vera Nikolaevna was his whole life. God rewarded him for something with this love. Leaving forever, he repeats only as a prayer the words: hallowed be Thy name. Maybe Vera will remember him - he wrote further - then let her play the D major part from Beethoven's "Appassionata". He thanks her as the only joy that was in his unhappy existence.

Vera wanted to say goodbye to the strange admirer - now she knew his name and his address. My husband understood and didn't mind. She saw the serene face of H.S.J., as if he were keeping some, he alone knew and great secret. The young woman put a big red rose to him and kissed him on the forehead. The love they dream of has passed by. It was so obvious to her now. At home, her friend at the institute, Jenny, was waiting for her. At Vera's request to play something, she played the D major part of Beethoven's sonata. Faith wept and whispered, “Hallowed be thy name.” He forgave me, she replied to her surprised friend. Everything is fine.

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A. I. Kuprin - the story "Garnet Bracelet". In the story "Garnet Bracelet" A.I. Kuprin develops the theme of great, true love, love, "which every woman dreams of." It's sad and tragic story about a small man who was destroyed and at the same time exalted by great love. "Garnet Bracelet" is the story of a poor, hopelessly in love official who gave his beloved woman a gift - a garnet bracelet - and then committed suicide.

The story unfolds slowly, gradually. The writer introduces us to the atmosphere of the life of the Shein princes, introduces us to Vera Nikolaevna. It is with her that the poor official Zheltkov is in love. This story has been going on for about seven years. On her name day, he sends her a garnet bracelet as a gift, the only jewel he inherited. However, the princess does not take Zheltkov's feelings seriously. The only thing that interests her is whether she looks funny in this whole story.

Revealing the internal appearance of the heroine, the author compares her with Anna, her sister. “The eldest, Vera, took after her mother, a beautiful Englishwoman, with her tall, flexible figure, gentle, but cold and proud face, beautiful, although rather big hands... The youngest - Anna, - on the contrary, inherited the Mongolian blood of her father, Tatar prince... She was half a head shorter than her sister, somewhat broad in the shoulders, lively and frivolous, a mocker. Her face is of a strongly Mongolian type with rather prominent cheekbones, with narrow eyes ... with a haughty expression in a small, sensual mouth... captivated by some elusive and incomprehensible charm ... ". Critics noted a certain contrast of these images. Vera "was strictly simple, coldly and a little condescendingly kind to everyone, independently and regally calm." Anna is emotional, lively, frivolous. Against the background of this heroine, we are more clearly aware of Vera's inner coldness, her detachment from everyone around her.

This difference is especially noticeable in the perception of nature by the heroines. The researchers noted here a certain parallel of the heroines of Kuprin with the heroines of Tolstoy, Natasha and Sonya, in the novel "War and Peace". Here Anna admires the picture of nature: “But just look, what beauty, what joy - just the eye will not get enough. If you knew how grateful I am to God for all the miracles that he has done for us! And then the writer shows the perception of nature by Vera: “When I see the sea for the first time after a long time, it excites and pleases me ... But then, when I get used to it, it starts to put pressure on me with its flat emptiness ... I miss looking at him…” We see here a reserved, rational heroine, living a "correct", measured life.

The landscapes of the novel also correlate with the images of the characters. Thus, the landscape that begins the narrative is correlated with the image of Zheltkov. This landscape is an artistic anticipation of a future tragedy, at the same time it conveys the strength, depth and impulsiveness of his feelings. “For whole days a thick fog lay heavily over the land and the sea, and then a huge siren at the lighthouse roared day and night, like a mad bull ... Then a ferocious hurricane blew from the north-west, from the side of the steppe; from him the tops of the trees swayed, bending down and straightening up, like waves in a storm, the iron roofs of the dachas rattled at night, and it seemed as if someone was running along them in shod boots; winced window frames... ". Another landscape corresponds to the image of Princess Vera. “By the beginning of September, the weather suddenly changed dramatically and quite unexpectedly. Quiet, cloudless days immediately set in, so clear, sunny and warm, which were not even in July. On the dry, compressed fields, on their prickly stubble, autumn cobwebs shone with a mica sheen. The calmed trees silently and obediently dropped their yellow leaves.

Everyone in the Shein family knows this story with Zheltkov. And everyone reacts differently to what is happening. Vera's husband, ... Prince Vasily, in general, a kind and intelligent person, does not have a certain tact to hide everything that happens from strangers, not to ridicule the "telegraph operator in love." He tells the guests a story that parodies Zheltkov's feelings, draws cartoons. For Prince Vasily, the story of the garnet bracelet is an anecdote. Brother of Princess Vera, Nikolai - dry, strict, rational person, believes that this story denigrates their family. And only the old General Amosov expresses the idea of ​​a rare true love in life. He talks about family, marriage, that often marriages are made without love. “Where is the love? Love disinterested, selfless, not waiting for a reward? The one about which it is said - "strong as death"? You see, such love, for which to accomplish any feat, to give one's life, to go to torment, is not labor at all, but pure joy. Love must be a tragedy. The greatest secret in the world! No comforts of life, calculations and compromises should concern her.”

The scene of the visit by Prince Vasily and Nikolai Zheltkov is the plot and dramatic knot of the story. Here we first get acquainted with the hero around whom all these events take place. The characters here behave differently. Nikolai, having neither patience, nor intelligence, nor a certain spiritual subtlety, tries to threaten Zheltkov, saying that he will appeal "to the authorities." It is characteristic that the hero, a poor, miserable official, perfectly understands all the absurdity and absurdity of the statements of the brother of Princess Vera. "Sorry. As you said? Zheltkov suddenly asked attentively and laughed. “You wanted to appeal to the authorities? .. Is that what you said?” And he openly, rejecting conventions, speaks about his feelings for Vera to her husband. ”- It is difficult to pronounce such a ... phrase ... that I love your wife. But seven years of hopeless and polite love gives me the right to do so. I agree that in the beginning, when Vera Nikolaevna was still a young lady, I wrote stupid letters to her and even waited for an answer to them. I agree that my last act, namely sending the bracelet, was even more stupid. But ... here I look you straight in the eyes and feel that you will understand me. I know that I will never be able to stop loving her... Tell me, prince... suppose that this is unpleasant for you... tell me, what would you do to end this feeling? Send me to another city, as Nikolai Nikolayevich said? All the same, I will love Vera Nikolaevna there as well as here. Jail me? But even there I will find a way to let her know about my existence. There is only one thing left - death ... You want, I will accept it in any form.

Zheltkov's last letter to Princess Vera saturates the narrative with genuine tragedy. Zheltkov commits suicide. External cause this is a waste of public money. However, the reader gets the impression that suicide stems from the hero's inability to survive what is happening. Vera remains indifferent to his feelings, like Nikolai, she does not have the patience and tact necessary in this situation. She refuses to even talk to him on the phone, his feelings and a gift for her are only annoying pursuit. And only the death of the hero awakens a deeper understanding of life in her soul. She comes to say goodbye to him, reads his note about the Beethoven sonata. And in the finale she listens to this sonata, her soul begins to tremble. Suddenly, Vera realizes that next to her was a great love, "which is repeated only once in a thousand years."

Thus, love reveals the depth and beauty of human nature.

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  • In August, a vacation at a suburban seaside resort was ruined bad weather. The deserted dachas were sadly soaked in the rain. But in September the weather changed again, the sunny days. Princess Vera Nikolaevna Sheina did not leave the dacha - repairs were underway in her house - and now she is enjoying the warm days.

    The princess's birthday is coming. She is glad that it fell on the summer season - in the city they would have to give a ceremonial dinner, and the Sheins "barely made ends meet."

    Vera's younger sister, Anna Nikolaevna Friesse, the wife of a very rich and very stupid person and brother Nicholas. Toward evening, Prince Vasily Lvovich Shein brings the rest of the guests.

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    A bundle with a small jewelry case in the name of Princess Vera Nikolaevna is brought in the midst of simple country entertainment. Inside the case is a gold, low-grade puffy bracelet covered with garnets that surround a small green pebble.

    In addition to the garnet bracelet, a letter is found in the case. An unknown donor congratulates Vera on the day of the angel and asks to accept a bracelet that belonged to his great-grandmother. The green pebble is a very rare green garnet that communicates the gift of providence and protects men from violent death. The author of the letter reminds the princess how he wrote her "stupid and wild letters" seven years ago. The letter ends with the words: “Your obedient servant G.S.Zh. before death and after death.”

    Prince Vasily Lvovich at this moment demonstrates his humorous home album, opened on the "story" "Princess Vera and the telegraph operator in love." “Better not,” Vera asks. But the husband nevertheless begins a commentary on his own drawings full of brilliant humor. Here the girl Vera receives a letter with kissing doves, signed by the telegrapher P.P.Zh. Here the young Vasya Shein returns the wedding ring to Vera: “I dare not interfere with your happiness, and yet it is my duty to warn you: telegraphists are seductive, but insidious.” But Vera marries the handsome Vasya Shein, but the telegraph operator continues to persecute. Here he, disguised as a chimney sweep, enters the boudoir of Princess Vera. Here, having changed clothes, he enters their kitchen as a dishwasher. Here, at last, he is in a lunatic asylum.

    After tea, the guests leave. Whispering to her husband to look at the case with the bracelet and read the letter, Vera sets off to see off General Yakov Mikhailovich Anosov. The old general, whom Vera and her sister Anna call grandfather, asks the princess to explain what is true in the prince's story.

    G. S. J. pursued her with letters two years before her marriage. Obviously, he constantly watched her, knew where she was at the parties, how she was dressed. He served not on the telegraph, but in "some government institution little official. When Vera, also in writing, asked not to disturb her with her persecution, he fell silent about love and limited himself to congratulations on holidays, as well as today, on her name day. inventing funny story, the prince replaced the initials of the unknown admirer with his own.

    The old man suggests that the unknown may be a maniac.

    Vera finds her brother Nikolai very annoyed - he also read the letter and believes that his sister will get "in a ridiculous position" if she accepts this ridiculous gift. Together with Vasily Lvovich, he is going to find an admirer and return the bracelet.

    The next day they find out the address of G.S.Zh. It turns out to be a blue-eyed man “with a gentle girlish face” about thirty or thirty-five years old named Zheltkov. Nikolai returns the bracelet to him. Zheltkov does not deny anything and recognizes the indecency of his behavior. Finding some understanding and even sympathy in the prince, he explains to him that he loves his wife, and this feeling will only kill death. Nikolai is outraged, but Vasily Lvovich treats him with pity.

    Zheltkov admits that he squandered government money and is forced to flee the city, so that they will not hear from him again. He asks Vasily Lvovich for permission to write his last letter to his wife. Having heard from her husband a story about Zheltkov, Vera felt "that this man would kill himself."

    In the morning, Vera learns from the newspaper about the suicide of G. S. Zheltkov, an official of the control chamber, and in the evening the postman brings his letter.

    Zheltkov writes that for him all life consists only in her, in Vera Nikolaevna. It is the love that God rewarded him for something. As he leaves, he repeats in delight: "Hallowed be thy name." If she remembers him, then let her play the D major part of Beethoven's "Sonata No. 2", he thanks her from the bottom of his heart for the fact that she was his only joy in life.

    Vera is going to say goodbye to this man. The husband fully understands her impulse and lets his wife go.

    The coffin with Zheltkov stands in the middle of his poor room. His lips smile blissfully and serenely, as if he has learned a deep secret. Vera lifts his head, puts a big red rose under his neck and kisses him on the forehead. She understands that the love that every woman dreams of has passed her by. In the evening, Vera asks a familiar pianist to play Beethoven's Appassionata for her, listens to music and cries. When the music ends, Vera feels that Zheltkov has forgiven her.