Picture Play Magazine (Mar-Aug 1916)

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The Serpent 63 puzzled and annoyed her was the duke's set purpose to keep his son and herself apart. He had promised over and over to send for him — the young prince was in St. Petersburg — but failed to fulfill his word. It was the one attitude of his that irritated her. At last, her constant reference to the subject aroused the anger of the duke. A breach followed. They quarreled. Amazed at her temerity, Duke ValonofT became enraged. He ordered her to leave the castle. Obstinately, she refused. Still more amazed and enraged, the duke sent to St. Petersburg for one of his mistresses, a vulgar woman with a venomous tongue. Nada made haste to do his bidding. From that hour, Vania's life was a series of insults in act and word. The duke and Nada abandoned themselves to coarse language and li centious behavior. Disgusted, disillusioned, Vania left the vicious atmosphere. With peasant shrewdness, she took every belonging — dress and jewel — that the duke had given her. In a droshky she drove into Strielna, for she really longed to see her mother once more. But the populace — a hundred spiteful souls — followed her droshky, jeering at her. Scornful, she drove to her old home. Ivan Lazar saw her and called down every curse in the calendar upon her. "Serpent of hell !" he called her until breath failed him. Martsa tried to reach her erring daughter, but Lazar drove her back into the house. "Where is Andrey? Where is Andrey?" screamed Yania.