CHAPTER VII.

The next day the news of the fire spread through all the neighbourhood.

Everybody explained it in a different way. Some maintained that

Doubrovsky’s servants, having got drunk at the funeral, had set fire to

the house through carelessness; others blamed the officials, who were

drunk also in their new quarters. Some guessed the truth, and affirmed

that the author of the terrible calamity was Doubrovsky himself, urged

on to the committal of the deed by the promptings of resentment and

despair. Many maintained that he had himself perished in the flames

with the officials and all his servants.

Troekouroff came the next day to the scene of the conflagration,

and conducted the inquest himself. It was stated that the sheriff,

the assessor of the land Court, the attorney and his clerk, as well

as Vladimir Doubrovsky, the nurse Egorovna, the servant Grisha, the

coachman Anton, and the blacksmith Arkhip had disappeared--nobody

knew where. All the servants declared that the officials perished at

the moment when the roof fell in. Their charred remains in fact were

discovered. The women, Vassilissa and Loukeria, said that they had seen

Doubrovsky and Arkhip the blacksmith a few minutes before the fire.

The blacksmith Arkhip, according to the general showing, was alive,

and was probably the principal, if not the sole author of the fire.

Strong suspicions fell upon Doubrovsky. Kirila Petrovitch sent to the

Governor a detailed account of all that had happened, and a new suit

was commenced.

Soon other reports furnished fresh food for curiosity and gossip.

Brigands appeared and spread terror throughout the whole neighbourhood.

The measures taken against them proved unavailing. Robberies; each

more daring than the other, followed one after another. There was no

security either on the roads or in the villages. Several _troikas_,

filled with brigands, traversed the whole province in open daylight,

stopping travellers and the mail. The villages were visited by them,

and the manor-houses were attacked and set on fire. The chief of

the band had acquired a great reputation for intelligence, daring,

and a sort of generosity. Wonders were related of him. The name of

Doubrovsky was upon every lip. Everybody was convinced that it was

he, and nobody else, who commanded the daring robbers. One thing was

remarkable: the domains and property of Troekouroff were spared. The

brigands had not attacked a single barn of his, nor stopped a single

load belonging to him. With his usual arrogance, Troekouroff attributed

this exception to the fear which he had inspired throughout the whole

province, as well as to the excellent police which he had organized

in his villages. At first the neighbours smiled at the presumption of

Troekouroff, and everyone expected that the uninvited guests would

visit Pokrovskoe, where they would find something worth having, but

at last they were compelled to agree and confess that the brigands

showed him unaccountable respect. Troekouroff triumphed, and at the

news of each fresh exploit on the part of Doubrovsky, he indulged in

ironical remarks at the expense of the Governor, the sheriffs, and the

regimental commanders, who always allowed the brigand chief to escape

with impunity.

Meanwhile the 1st of October arrived, the day of the annual church

festival in Troekouroff’s village. But before we proceed to describe

further events, we must acquaint the reader with some personages who

are new to him, or whom we merely mentioned at the beginning of our

story.

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