Alex<strong>and</strong>ra had been leafing through the Italian fashion magazine. From behind its pages she observed her motherintently. How little she knew about her. Had Deda been in love with Ilia as a young woman? She glanced at her father fora clue, but his face gave no hint.Irakli rose <strong>and</strong> left the room to get another pitcher of wine.Alex<strong>and</strong>ra turned the page of the magazine <strong>and</strong> let out a cry of excitement. Triumphantly she held up a picture of a ladysheathed in a long, tightly fitting, silk dress."We are hopelessly behind in Tiflis. Look at this dress! I will have it made for my first public appearance in St. Petersburg.Look, Deda."But Deda was not amused. She gave Alex<strong>and</strong>ra a stern look. "Alex<strong>and</strong>ra, you cannot wear this dress to an officialreception, one can see every detail of your body! Will you ever grow up? You are going to be a married woman. You oweit to your husb<strong>and</strong>’s reputation to be properly dressed."Alex<strong>and</strong>ra stared at her mother in open rebellion. "Mama, I don’t care about convention. I will take the magazine toManana <strong>and</strong> have it made. But I will not embarrass you <strong>and</strong> wear it where I am known as your daughter. I will hide it inmy trousseau. You will see, it will become the rage of St. Petersburg."<strong>Konrad</strong>, the outsider, who amused by the family fireworks had quietly watched, shook his head. "We shall see. If wearrive in St. Petersburg from Italy, you may indeed win your bet."After dinner Olga took her husb<strong>and</strong> by the arm. She gave <strong>Konrad</strong> a sympatheticsmile. "Can we give you a ride home, <strong>Konrad</strong>?" She turned to Irakli <strong>and</strong> said wearily. "As always we had an excitingevening at your house. You cheered up this husb<strong>and</strong> of mine. It is late, may we go home."When Alex<strong>and</strong>ra embraced <strong>Konrad</strong> to say good night, she whispered, "There is a ball at the Artist’s Club on New YearsEve, can we go? I want to dance with you!"9.New Year 's Ball at the Club des Artistes1899<strong>Konrad</strong> spent German Christmas Eve alone in his room. Eastern Orthodoxy celebrated Christmas on Epiphany, the 6thof January, <strong>and</strong> Leist had left for a party somewhere in town. <strong>Konrad</strong> had lit a c<strong>and</strong>le <strong>and</strong> read the Christmas story in asmall Lutheran Bible he had brought from Germany. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. He opened. A radiantAlex<strong>and</strong>ra, loaded with packages, <strong>and</strong> holding a tiny fir tree decorated with thin wax c<strong>and</strong>les, stood before him. "FroheWeihnachten, <strong>Konrad</strong>!"She appeared to him like an angel out of his dreams. He embraced her.She freed herself <strong>and</strong> sang ‘Es ist ein Ros’ entsprungen’ as his mother used to do when she opened the door to theChristmas room <strong>and</strong> he <strong>and</strong> his brother first stood before the lighted tree.<strong>Konrad</strong> tried to join her in the second stanza, but his voice deserted him."How do you know about German Christmas Eve?""I told you about Tante Berta, our German teacher. Every Christmas Eve we would bring her a present, <strong>and</strong> she wouldinvite us to sit under the lit tree <strong>and</strong> feed us German Christmas cookies. We also sang Christmas songs with her."They lit the c<strong>and</strong>les on the little tree <strong>and</strong> <strong>Konrad</strong> unwrapped the parcels. There was a box of German Pfefferkuchen thatAlex<strong>and</strong>ra had baked, Georgian walnuts, a silver c<strong>and</strong>lestick that would remain with them throughout their life, <strong>and</strong> abook: Grimm’s Märchen."It’s from my bookshelf, maybe it will remind you of your mother."<strong>Konrad</strong> following a sudden inspiration, got up <strong>and</strong> rummaged through his drawers."Close your eyes <strong>and</strong> give me your h<strong>and</strong>. I have a Christmas present for you too."He carefully slipped the black pearl ring on her left finger.The jeunesse d’orée of Tiflis crowded the Artist’s Club on New Year’s Eve. <strong>Konrad</strong> helped Alex<strong>and</strong>ra out of her burka.She wore the Italian silk dress, Manana had made. No frills, lemon yellow, of ankle length, with a slit on both sides itclung to her slender body. In its deep décolleté his necklace, the pearl ring on the finger of her left h<strong>and</strong>.She glowed in his admiration."Didn’t Manana surpass herself?" she asked, turning in front of him. "But don’t tell Mama that I wore it. I could not wait tomodel it for you."32
She had done her hair up in a new way. She had trimmed her long, black tresses <strong>and</strong> wound them into a vertical rollabove her nape. She looked several years older. The soft, feminine hairdo <strong>and</strong> her dress complemented each otherperfectly."Do you think you could present me like this at your garden party in St. Petersburg next summer?" She smiledseductively. "And don’t you already see the envious looks of all the ladies?"<strong>Konrad</strong> did not dare to embrace this fabulous creature so he kissed her h<strong>and</strong>. She put her arm through his <strong>and</strong> theywalked across the dance floor to their reserved table.They had barely sat down when a very young man with dreamy eyes rushed up to them <strong>and</strong> asked <strong>Konrad</strong> for hispermission to dance with Alex<strong>and</strong>ra. <strong>Konrad</strong>, taken aback, nodded resigned <strong>and</strong> deferred the decision to Alex<strong>and</strong>ra."<strong>Konrad</strong>, may I introduce Dato Ortaladze to you, Professor <strong>Konrad</strong> Rost, my fiancé. David is a friend of our family. Dato,please forgive me, I would like to dance the first dance with my fiancé, but do come back a little later, I have not seen youfor a long time."Dato flushed <strong>and</strong> apologized, mumbling that she had never looked more stunning.A bottle of champagne <strong>and</strong> various French-style appetizers arrived. <strong>Konrad</strong> left it all st<strong>and</strong>ing <strong>and</strong> asked Alex<strong>and</strong>ra for adance."You better hold onto me," she said as she took his arm, "or as you see, I will vanish faster than you can say my name!"<strong>Konrad</strong> danced beautifully, she nestled herself into his arms."<strong>Konrad</strong>, who taught you to dance like this? Oh," she bit her lip, "I shouldn’t ask, I don’t need to know.""Her name was Sonya." He smiled at her. "She is no secret. She was a beautiful, blond medical student, <strong>and</strong> I wasunsterblich verliebt in sie. I met her on a New Year’s Eve ball in Berlin. She danced like a goddess, but she already had aboyfriend <strong>and</strong> was not interested in me. Regrettably I never danced with her again after that evening."Alex<strong>and</strong>ra leaned her head on his shoulder <strong>and</strong> whispered, "Please forgive my question.""But why?" He said into their closeness. "Let there be no secrets between us, ever. Let us do only those things, which weneed not keep from each other. Let us never possess each other, but be free <strong>and</strong> one at the same time."The next dance was a fast waltz."Do you want to return to the table?" <strong>Konrad</strong> asked."No, I want to dance with you, but I have never danced a fast waltz before.""Never mind, just let yourself go! You will learn very quickly."He took her to the periphery of the dance floor <strong>and</strong> showed her the most important steps.Most people had left the dance floorShe was the most pliable pupil, <strong>and</strong> in a very short time they were dancing as if they had danced the waltz together foryears. Turning in perfect harmony they flew over the dance floor. Alex<strong>and</strong>ra had her eyes closed. Her slender body in thetight dress was truly bewitching.The other couples had stopped dancing <strong>and</strong> were watching them. Applause broke out when the music stopped.Alex<strong>and</strong>ra made a deep curtsy before <strong>Konrad</strong>, <strong>and</strong> he kissed her h<strong>and</strong>.Later David Ortaladze <strong>and</strong> his girlfriend joined them, <strong>and</strong> <strong>Konrad</strong> danced with Laila, a dark, sensuous beauty, to giveDato a chance to take Alex<strong>and</strong>ra to the floor.Dato wanted to study medicine in St. Petersburg, but was considering spending his clinical years at Jena in Germany. Hespoke German well <strong>and</strong> was most eager for advice. <strong>Konrad</strong> encouraged him, but Dato’s eyes were glued to Alex<strong>and</strong>ra’sfigure. Laila showed signs of neglect, her body hung limp on her chair, her bored eyes w<strong>and</strong>ered around the room. Shespoke no German.A pang of resentment hit <strong>Konrad</strong>. He asked himself, was he jealous? He shook his head. This young man, though helooked the proverbial, dashing, Georgian hothead, was not much older than sixteen. How could he be a serious dangerto him? He had better get used to living with a most desirable, extroverted woman.A slow waltz followed <strong>and</strong> <strong>Konrad</strong> asked Alex<strong>and</strong>ra to dance."Do you know what jealousy is?" he asked her."Well, I think Laila suffers from it. How about you?""Does it show?" <strong>Konrad</strong> was appalled by the thought."Yes," she admitted, "to me anyway.""What can I do about it? Do you know how to make it go away, or do you enjoy seeing me jealous? As a proof, maybe, ofhow much I love you?"Her blue eyes lost their sparkle, with a reproachful undertone she said. "Dearest <strong>Konrad</strong>, I may seem frivolous to others,but I am not with you. Dear man, you challenge me in ways nobody else could, but other men might evoke aspects of methat you have no access to or know nothing about."She looked at his worried face <strong>and</strong> kissed the h<strong>and</strong> that held her close. "I will always return to you. However, at times Iwill allow other men to provoke me, <strong>and</strong> this may even become a serious exploration. But I will do this only to show youthese other aspects of me or to underst<strong>and</strong> them myself, not to test our love, but to exp<strong>and</strong> it."She held him at a distance. "Could you live with this condition of my love? As you said, we should never possess each33
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