The scariest story ever. Why did Bluebeard kill wives? Blue Beard. Read and listen to the fairy tale of Charles Perrault Charles Perrault blue

A long time ago there lived a man. He was very rich: he had beautiful houses, many servants, gold and silver dishes, gilded carriages and magnificent horses. But, unfortunately, this man's beard was blue. This beard made him so ugly and scary that all the girls and women, seeing him, were frightened and hid in their homes. This man was given the nickname - Bluebeard.

One of his neighbors had two daughters, wonderful beauties. Bluebeard wanted to marry one of them and told his mother to marry him no matter which one. But none of the sisters agreed to marry a man with a blue beard. They were also frightened by the fact that he already had several wives, but they all disappeared somewhere, and no one in the world knew what had become of them.

So that the girls could get to know him better, Bluebeard brought them along with his mother, girlfriends and several young neighbors to his country castle and stayed there with them for a whole week.

The guests had a great time: they walked, went hunting, feasted all night long, forgetting about sleep.

Bluebeard had fun with everyone, joked, danced and was so kind that the younger girl stopped being afraid of his beard and agreed to marry him.

The wedding was played immediately upon returning to the city, and the younger sister moved to Bluebeard's castle.

A month after the wedding, Bluebeard told his wife that he had to leave for a long time on a very important matter.

He tenderly said goodbye to his wife and persuaded her not to be bored without him, but to have fun as she pleases.

“Here,” he said, “are the keys to two large storerooms; here are the keys to the cabinet with gold and silver utensils; this key is from chests with money; this one is from chests of precious stones. Here is the key that can unlock all the rooms. Here, at last, one more small key. He unlocks the room, which is located below, at the very end of the dark corridor. Open everything, go everywhere, but I strictly forbid you to enter this small room. If you do not listen to me and unlock it, the most terrible punishment awaits you!

The wife promised Bluebeard to fulfill exactly all his instructions. He kissed her, got into the carriage and left.

As soon as Bluebeard left, the neighbors and girlfriends ran to his wife. They wanted to see his untold riches as soon as possible. With him, they were afraid to come: his blue beard frightened them very much. The girlfriends immediately went to inspect all the rooms - pantries and treasuries - and there was no end to their surprise: everything seemed so magnificent and beautiful to them!

Neighbors and girlfriends incessantly admired the treasures of Bluebeard and envied his young wife. But these treasures did not occupy her at all. She was tormented by curiosity: she wanted to unlock the little room at the end of the corridor.

“Oh, what is in this room?” she kept thinking.

Her curiosity was so strong that she finally could not stand it. Leaving the guests, she ran down the secret staircase. Running to the forbidden room, she stopped: she remembered Bluebeard's orders, but she could not resist. She took the key and, trembling all over, unlocked the little room.

At first, Bluebeard's wife could not make out anything, because the windows in the room were closed with shutters. After standing for a while and looking closely, she saw a pool of blood on the floor and several dead women. These were Bluebeard's former wives, whom he killed one by one.

The young woman went mad with terror and dropped the key from her hands. Coming to her senses, she picked him up, locked the door, and, all pale, went to her room. Then she noticed a small dark spot on the key - it was blood. She began to rub the key with her handkerchief, but the stain did not come off. She rubbed the key with sand, crushed brick, scraped with a knife, but the blood was not cleaned off; disappearing from one side, it appeared on the other, because this key was magical.

That same evening, Bluebeard unexpectedly returned. His wife ran out to meet him, began to kiss him and pretended to be very glad of his imminent return.

The next morning Bluebeard demanded the keys from his wife. She handed him the keys, but her hands trembled so much that Bluebeard immediately guessed everything that had happened without him.

Why didn't you give me all the keys? asked Bluebeard. Where is the key to the little room?

“I must have left it on my table,” replied the wife.

- Bring it now! ordered Bluebeard.

After various excuses, the wife finally brought a terrible key.

Why is there blood on the key? asked Bluebeard.

“I don’t know,” the poor woman answered, and turned as white as snow.

- You do not know? shouted Bluebeard. - Well, so I know! You entered the forbidden room. Okay! You will go there again and stay there forever, along with the women you saw there.

The poor thing, sobbing, fell at the feet of Bluebeard and began to ask his forgiveness. It seems that a stone would be moved by the tears of such a beauty, but Bluebeard's heart was harder than any stone.

“You must die,” he said, “and you will die now!”

“If I must certainly die,” said the wife through tears, “then let me at least say goodbye to my sister.”

“I’ll give you exactly five minutes, and not a second more!” Bluebeard said.

The poor woman went upstairs to her room and said to her sister:

- My sister Anna, where are our brothers now? They promised to visit me today. Climb the tower and see if they're coming. If you see them, signal them to hurry.

Sister Anna went up the tower, and the poor thing from her room asked her:

Anna, my sister Anna! Can't you see anything?

The sister replied:

I see the sun shining and the grass turning green.

Meanwhile, Bluebeard, seizing a huge saber, shouted with all his might:

-Come here quickly! Your time has come!

“Now, now,” his wife answered him and shouted again: “Anna, my sister Anna! Can't you see anything?

Sister Anna replied:

“I only see how the sun shines and how the grass turns green.

"Hurry," Bluebeard shouted, "or I'll go upstairs myself!"

-I'm coming! - answered his wife and again asked her sister: - Anna, my sister Anna! Can't you see anything?

“I see a big cloud of dust coming towards us,” the sister answered.

Are these brothers coming?

“Oh, no, sister! This is a herd of sheep.

- Will you finally get off? yelled Bluebeard.

“Wait just one more minute,” his wife answered, and asked again: “Anna, my sister Anna!” Can't you see anything?

- I see two riders. They are jumping here, but they are still very far away. Ah, she exclaimed, these are our brothers! I'm giving them a sign to hurry up!

But then Bluebeard stamped his feet and raised such a cry that the whole house trembled. The poor woman came down and threw herself at his feet in tears.

No tears will help you now! said Bluebeard menacingly. - You must die!

He grabbed her by the hair with one hand, raised his terrible saber with the other.

"Give me one more minute!" she whispered.

- No no! answered Bluebeard.

And he was about to cut off the poor thing's head. But at that moment there was such a strong knock at the door that Bluebeard stopped and looked around. The doors swung open, and the brothers of the unfortunate woman burst into the room. Drawing their sabers, they rushed at Bluebeard. He recognized his wife's brothers and immediately started to run. But the brothers overtook him, and before he could get down from the porch, they pierced him with their sabers. Then they rushed to hug and kiss their half-dead sister from fright.

Soon the brothers moved to Bluebeard's castle and began to live happily in it, not remembering Bluebeard at all.

Once upon a time there was a man who had a lot of good things: he had beautiful houses in the city and outside the city, gold and silver dishes, embroidered chairs and gilded carriages, but, unfortunately, this man’s beard was blue, and this beard gave him such an ugly and formidable appearance that all the girls and women used to, as soon as they envy him, so God give them legs as soon as possible.

One of his neighbors, a lady of noble birth, had two daughters, perfect beauties. He wooed one of them, without appointing which one, and leaving the mother herself to choose his bride. But neither one nor the other agreed to be his wife: they could not decide to marry a man whose beard was blue, and only quarreled among themselves, sending him to each other. They were embarrassed by the fact that he already had several wives and no one in the world knew what had become of them.

Bluebeard, wanting to give them the opportunity to get to know him better, took them with their mother, three or four of their closest friends, and several young people from the neighborhood to one of his country houses, where he spent a whole week with them. The guests walked, went hunting, fishing; dancing and feasting did not stop; there was no sleep at night; everyone made fun, invented funny pranks and jokes; in a word, everyone was so good and cheerful that the youngest of the daughters soon came to the conclusion that the owner’s beard was not at all so blue and that he was a very amiable and pleasant gentleman.

As soon as everyone returned to the city, the wedding was immediately played.

After a month, Bluebeard told his wife that he had to be absent for at least six weeks on a very important matter. He asked her not to be bored in his absence, but, on the contrary, to try in every possible way to disperse, invite her friends, take them out of town, if she likes, eat and drink sweetly, in a word, live for her own pleasure.

Here, he added, are the keys to the two main storerooms; here are the keys to the gold and silver dishes, which are not put on the table every day; here from chests with money; here from chests of precious stones; here, finally, is the key with which all the rooms can be unlocked. But this small key unlocks the closet, which is located below, at the very end of the main gallery. You can unlock everything, enter everywhere; but I forbid you to enter that closet. My ban on this matter is so strict and formidable that if you happen to - God forbid - unlock it, then there is no such disaster that you should not expect from my anger.

The wife of Bluebeard promised to fulfill his orders and instructions exactly; and he, having kissed her, got into the carriage and set off on his journey. Neighbors and friends of the young woman did not wait for an invitation, but all came themselves, so great was their impatience to see with their own eyes those innumerable riches that, according to rumors, were in her house. They were afraid to come until the husband left: his blue beard frightened them very much. They immediately went to inspect all the chambers, and there was no end to their surprise: everything seemed so magnificent and beautiful to them! They got to the pantries, and they didn't see anything there! Lush beds, sofas, rich curtains, tables, tables, mirrors - so huge that you could see yourself in them from head to toe, and with such wonderful, unusual frames! Some frames were also mirrored, others were made of gilded carved silver. Neighbors and friends incessantly praised and extolled the happiness of the mistress of the house, but she was not amused at all by the spectacle of all these riches: she was tormented by the desire to unlock the closet below, at the end of the gallery.

So strong was her curiosity that, not realizing how impolite it was to leave guests, she suddenly rushed down the secret staircase, nearly breaking her neck. Running to the closet door, however, she stopped for a moment. Her husband's prohibition crossed her mind. "Well," she thought, "I'll be in trouble for my disobedience!" But the temptation was too strong - she could not cope with it.

She took the key and, trembling like a leaf, unlocked the closet. At first she did not make out anything: it was dark in the closet, the windows were closed. But after a while she saw that the whole floor was covered with dried blood, and in this blood the bodies of several dead women, tied along the walls, were reflected; they were Bluebeard's former wives, whom he slaughtered one by one. She almost died on the spot from fear and dropped the key from her hand. At last she came to her senses, picked up the key, locked the door, and went to her room to rest and recover. But she was so frightened that in no way could she completely come to her senses.

She noticed that the key to the closet was stained with blood; she wiped it off once, twice, a third time, but the blood did not come out. No matter how she washed him, no matter how she rubbed him, even with sand and crushed bricks, the blood stain still remained! This key was magical, and there was no way to clean it; blood came out on one side and came out on the other.

That same evening Bluebeard returned from his journey. He told his wife that on the road he received letters from which he learned that the case on which he was supposed to leave had been decided in his favor. His wife, as usual, tried her best to show him that she was very happy about his soon return. The next morning he asked her for the keys. She handed them to him, but her hand trembled so much that he easily guessed everything that had happened in his absence.

Why, - he asked, - the key to the closet is not with the others?

I must have forgotten it upstairs on my table, she answered.

Please bring it, do you hear! said Bluebeard.

After several excuses and delays, she was finally to bring the fatal key.

Why is this blood? - he asked.

I don’t know why,” the poor woman answered, and she herself turned as pale as a sheet.

You do not know! said Bluebeard. - Well, so I know! You wanted to enter the closet. Well, you will go in there and take your place near the women you saw there.

She threw herself at her husband's feet, wept bitterly, and began to ask him for forgiveness for her disobedience, expressing the most sincere repentance and grief. It seems that a stone would be moved by the prayers of such a beauty, but Bluebeard's heart was harder than any stone.

You must die, he said, and now.

If I must die, she said through tears, give me a moment of time to pray to God.

I give you exactly five minutes,” said Bluebeard, “and not a second more!

He went down, and she called her sister and said to her:

My sister Anna (that was her name), please go up to the very top of the tower, see if my brothers are coming? They promised to visit me today. If you see them, give them a sign to hurry up. Sister Anna climbed to the top of the tower, and the poor unfortunate thing from time to time shouted to her:

Sister Anna, can't you see anything?

And sister Anna answered her:

Meanwhile, Bluebeard, grabbing a huge knife, yelled with all his might:

Come here, come, or I will go to you!

Just a minute, - his wife answered and added in a whisper:

And sister Anna answered:

I see the sun is clearing and the grass is turning green.

Go, go quickly, - shouted Bluebeard, - otherwise I will go to you!

I'm coming! - answered the wife and again asked her sister:

Anna, sister Anna, can't you see anything?

I see, - answered Anna, - a large cloud of dust is approaching us.

Are these my brothers?

Oh no, sister, it's a flock of sheep.

Will you finally come? cried Bluebeard.

Just a little more, - answered his wife and again asked:

Anna, sister Anna, can't you see anything?

I see two riders galloping this way, but they are still very far away. Thank God,” she added, after a while. - These are our brothers. I give them a sign to hurry as soon as possible.

But then Bluebeard raised such an uproar that the very walls of the house trembled. His poor wife came down and threw herself at his feet, all torn to pieces and in tears.

It will serve no purpose,” said Bluebeard, “the hour of your death has come.

With one hand he grabbed her by the hair, with the other he raised his terrible knife ... He swung at her to cut off her head ... The poor thing turned her extinguished eyes on him:

Give me one more moment, just one more moment, to gather my courage...

No no! he answered. - Entrust your soul to God!

And he already raised his hand... But at that moment such a terrible knock rose at the door that Bluebeard stopped, looked around... The door opened at once, and two young men rushed into the room. Drawing their swords, they rushed straight at Bluebeard.

He recognized his wife's brothers - one served in the dragoons, the other in the horse rangers - and immediately sharpened his skis; but the brothers overtook him before he could run behind the porch. They pierced him through with their swords and left him dead on the floor.

The poor wife of Bluebeard was barely alive herself, no worse than her husband: she did not even have enough strength to rise and embrace her deliverers. It turned out that Bluebeard had no heirs, and all his property went to his widow. She used one part of his wealth to give her sister Anna to a young nobleman who had long been in love with her; for the other part, she bought captaincy for the brothers, and with the rest she herself married a very honest and good man. With him she forgot all the grief she had endured as Bluebeard's wife.

Once upon a time there was a man who had a lot of good things: he had beautiful houses in the city and outside the city, gold and silver dishes, embroidered chairs and gilded carriages, but, unfortunately, this man’s beard was blue, and this beard gave him such an ugly and formidable appearance that all the girls and women used to, as soon as they envy him, so God give them legs as soon as possible. One of his neighbors, a lady of noble birth, had two daughters, perfect beauties. He wooed one of them, without appointing which one, and leaving the mother herself to choose his bride. But neither one nor the other agreed to be his wife: they could not decide to marry a man whose beard was blue, and only quarreled among themselves, sending him to each other. They were embarrassed by the fact that he already had several wives and no one in the world knew what had become of them.

Bluebeard, wanting to give them the opportunity to get to know him better, took them with their mother, three or four of their closest friends, and several young people from the neighborhood to one of his country houses, where he spent a whole week with them.

The guests walked, went hunting, fishing; dancing and feasting did not stop; there was no sleep at night; everyone made fun, invented funny pranks and jokes; in a word, everyone was so good and cheerful that the youngest of the daughters soon came to the conclusion that the owner’s beard was not at all so blue and that he was a very amiable and pleasant gentleman. As soon as everyone returned to the city, the wedding was immediately played.


After a month, Bluebeard told his wife that he had to be absent for at least six weeks on a very important matter. He asked her not to be bored in his absence, but, on the contrary, to try in every possible way to disperse, invite her friends, take them out of town, if she likes, eat and drink sweetly, in a word, live for her own pleasure.

Here, he added, are the keys to the two main storerooms; here are the keys to the gold and silver dishes, which are not put on the table every day; here from chests with money; here from chests of precious stones; here, finally, is the key with which all the rooms can be unlocked. But this small key unlocks the closet, which is located below, at the very end of the main gallery. You can unlock everything, enter everywhere; but I forbid you to enter that closet. My ban on this matter is so strict and formidable that if you happen to - God forbid - unlock it, then there is no such disaster that you should not expect from my anger.

The wife of Bluebeard promised exactly to fulfill his orders and instructions; and he, having kissed her, got into the carriage and set off on his journey.

Neighbors and friends of the young woman did not wait for an invitation, but all came themselves, so great was their impatience to see with their own eyes those innumerable riches that, according to rumors, were in her house. They were afraid to come until the husband left: his blue beard frightened them very much. They immediately went to inspect all the chambers, and there was no end to their surprise: everything seemed to them magnificent and beautiful! They got to the pantries, and they didn't see anything there! Lush beds, sofas, rich curtains, tables, tables, mirrors - so huge that you could see yourself in them from head to toe, and with such wonderful, unusual frames! Some frames were also mirrored, others were made of gilded carved silver. Neighbors and friends incessantly praised and extolled the happiness of the mistress of the house, but she was not amused at all by the spectacle of all these riches: she was tormented by the desire to unlock the closet below, at the end of the gallery.

So strong was her curiosity that, not realizing how impolite it was to leave guests, she suddenly rushed down the secret staircase, nearly breaking her neck. Running to the closet door, however, she stopped for a moment. Her husband's prohibition crossed her mind. "Well," she thought, "I'll be in trouble for my disobedience!" But the temptation was too strong - she could not cope with it. She took the key and, trembling like a leaf, unlocked the closet.

At first she did not make out anything: it was dark in the closet, the windows were closed. But after a while she saw that the whole floor was covered with dried blood, and in this blood the bodies of several dead women, tied along the walls, were reflected; they were Bluebeard's former wives, whom he slaughtered one by one. She almost died on the spot from fear and dropped the key from her hand.


At last she came to her senses, picked up the key, locked the door, and went to her room to rest and recover. But she was so frightened that in no way could she completely come to her senses.

She noticed that the key to the closet was stained with blood; she wiped it off once, twice, a third time, but the blood did not come out. No matter how she washed him, no matter how she rubbed him, even with sand and crushed bricks, the blood stain still remained! This key was magical, and there was no way to clean it; blood came out on one side and came out on the other.

That same evening Bluebeard returned from his journey. He told his wife that on the road he received letters from which he learned that the case on which he was supposed to leave had been decided in his favor. His wife, as usual, tried her best to show him that she was very happy about his soon return.

The next morning he asked her for the keys. She handed them to him, but her hand trembled so much that he easily guessed everything that had happened in his absence.

Why, - he asked, - the key to the closet is not with the others?

I must have forgotten it upstairs on my table, she answered.

Please bring it, do you hear! said Bluebeard. After several excuses and delays, she was finally to bring the fatal key.

Why is this blood? - he asked.

I don’t know why,” the poor woman answered, and she herself turned as pale as a sheet.

You do not know! said Bluebeard. - Well, so I know! You wanted to enter the closet. Well, you will go in there and take your place near the women you saw there.

She threw herself at her husband's feet, wept bitterly, and began to ask him for forgiveness for her disobedience, expressing the most sincere repentance and grief. It seems that a stone would be moved by the prayers of such a beauty, but Bluebeard's heart was harder than any stone.

You must die, he said, and now.

If I must die, she said through tears, give me a moment of time to pray to God.

I give you exactly five minutes,” said Bluebeard, “and not a second more!

He went down, and she called her sister and said to her:

My sister Anna (that was her name), please go up to the very top of the tower, see if my brothers are coming? They promised to visit me today. If you see them, give them a sign to hurry up.

Sister Anna went up to the top of the tower, and the poor unfortunate thing from time to time shouted to her:

Sister Anna, can't you see anything?

And sister Anna answered her:

Meanwhile, Bluebeard, grabbing a huge knife, yelled with all his might:

Come here, come, or I will go to you!

Just a minute, - his wife answered and added in a whisper:

And sister Anna answered:

I see the sun is clearing and the grass is turning green.

Go, go quickly, - shouted Bluebeard, - otherwise I will go to you!

I'm coming! - answered the wife and again asked her sister:

Anna, sister Anna, can't you see anything?

I see, - answered Anna, - a large cloud of dust is approaching us.

Are these my brothers?

Oh no, sister, it's a flock of sheep.

Will you finally come? cried Bluebeard.

Just a little more, - answered his wife and again asked:

Anna, sister Anna, can't you see anything?

I see two riders galloping this way, but they are still very far away. Thank God,” she added, after a while. - These are our brothers. I give them a sign to hurry as soon as possible.


But then Bluebeard raised such an uproar that the very walls of the house trembled. His poor wife came down and threw herself at his feet, all torn to pieces and in tears.

It will serve no purpose,” said Bluebeard, “the hour of your death has come.

With one hand he grabbed her by the hair, with the other he raised his terrible knife ... He swung at her to cut off her head ... The poor thing turned her extinguished eyes on him:

Give me one more moment, just one more moment, to gather my courage...

No no! he answered. - Entrust your soul to God!

And he already raised his hand... But at that moment such a terrible knock rose at the door that Bluebeard stopped, looked around... The door opened at once, and two young men rushed into the room. Drawing their swords, they rushed straight at Bluebeard.


He recognized his wife's brothers - one served in the dragoons, the other in the horse rangers - and immediately sharpened his skis; but the brothers overtook him before he could run behind the porch.

They pierced him through with their swords and left him dead on the floor.

The poor wife of Bluebeard was barely alive herself, no worse than her husband: she did not even have enough strength to rise and embrace her deliverers.

It turned out that Bluebeard had no heirs, and all his property went to his widow. She used one part of his wealth to give her sister Anna to a young nobleman who had long been in love with her; for the other part, she bought captaincy for the brothers, and with the rest she herself married a very honest and good man. With him she forgot all the grief she had endured as Bluebeard's wife.

Once upon a time there was a man who had a lot of good things: he had beautiful houses in the city and outside the city, gold and silver dishes, embroidered chairs and gilded carriages, but, unfortunately, this man’s beard was blue, and this beard gave him such an ugly and formidable appearance that all the girls and women used to, as soon as they envy him, so God give them legs as soon as possible. One of his neighbors, a lady of noble birth, had two daughters, perfect beauties. He wooed one of them, without appointing which one, and leaving the mother herself to choose his bride. But neither one nor the other agreed to be his wife: they could not decide to marry a man whose beard was blue, and only quarreled among themselves, sending him to each other. They were embarrassed by the fact that he already had several wives and no one in the world knew what had become of them.

Bluebeard, wanting to give them the opportunity to get to know him better, took them with their mother, three or four of their closest friends, and several young people from the neighborhood to one of his country houses, where he spent a whole week with them.

The guests walked, went hunting, fishing; dancing and feasting did not stop; there was no sleep at night; everyone made fun, invented funny pranks and jokes; in a word, everyone was so good and cheerful that the youngest of the daughters soon came to the conclusion that the owner’s beard was not at all so blue and that he was a very amiable and pleasant gentleman. As soon as everyone returned to the city, the wedding was immediately played.

After a month, Bluebeard told his wife that he had to be absent for at least six weeks on a very important matter. He asked her not to be bored in his absence, but, on the contrary, to try in every possible way to disperse, invite her friends, take them out of town, if she likes, eat and drink sweetly, in a word, live for her own pleasure.

Here, he added, are the keys to the two main storerooms; here are the keys to the gold and silver dishes, which are not put on the table every day; here from chests with money; here from chests of precious stones; here, finally, is the key with which all the rooms can be unlocked. But this small key unlocks the closet, which is located below, at the very end of the main gallery. You can unlock everything, enter everywhere; but I forbid you to enter that closet. My ban on this matter is so strict and formidable that if you happen to - God forbid - unlock it, then there is no such disaster that you should not expect from my anger.

The wife of Bluebeard promised exactly to fulfill his orders and instructions; and he, having kissed her, got into the carriage and set off on his journey.

Neighbors and friends of the young woman did not wait for an invitation, but all came themselves, so great was their impatience to see with their own eyes those innumerable riches that, according to rumors, were in her house. They were afraid to come until the husband left: his blue beard frightened them very much. They immediately went to inspect all the chambers, and there was no end to their surprise: everything seemed to them magnificent and beautiful! They got to the pantries, and they didn't see anything there! Lush beds, sofas, rich curtains, tables, tables, mirrors - so huge that you could see yourself in them from head to toe, and with such wonderful, unusual frames! Some frames were also mirrored, others were made of gilded carved silver. Neighbors and friends incessantly praised and extolled the happiness of the mistress of the house, but she was not amused at all by the spectacle of all these riches: she was tormented by the desire to unlock the closet below, at the end of the gallery.

So strong was her curiosity that, not realizing how impolite it was to leave guests, she suddenly rushed down the secret staircase, nearly breaking her neck. Running to the closet door, however, she stopped for a moment. Her husband's prohibition crossed her mind. "Well," she thought, "I'll be in trouble for my disobedience!" But the temptation was too strong - she could not cope with it. She took the key and, trembling like a leaf, unlocked the closet.

At first she did not make out anything: it was dark in the closet, the windows were closed. But after a while she saw that the whole floor was covered with dried blood, and in this blood the bodies of several dead women, tied along the walls, were reflected; they were Bluebeard's former wives, whom he slaughtered one by one. She almost died on the spot from fear and dropped the key from her hand.

At last she came to her senses, picked up the key, locked the door, and went to her room to rest and recover. But she was so frightened that in no way could she completely come to her senses.

She noticed that the key to the closet was stained with blood; she wiped it off once, twice, a third time, but the blood did not come out. No matter how she washed him, no matter how she rubbed him, even with sand and crushed bricks, the blood stain still remained! This key was magical, and there was no way to clean it; blood came out on one side and came out on the other.

That same evening Bluebeard returned from his journey. He told his wife that on the road he received letters from which he learned that the case on which he was supposed to leave had been decided in his favor. His wife, as usual, tried her best to show him that she was very happy about his soon return.

The next morning he asked her for the keys. She handed them to him, but her hand trembled so much that he easily guessed everything that had happened in his absence.

Why, - he asked, - the key to the closet is not with the others?

I must have forgotten it upstairs on my table, she answered.

Please bring it, do you hear! said Bluebeard. After several excuses and delays, she was finally to bring the fatal key.

Why is this blood? - he asked.

I don’t know why,” the poor woman answered, and she herself turned as pale as a sheet.

You do not know! said Bluebeard. - Well, so I know! You wanted to enter the closet. Well, you will go in there and take your place near the women you saw there.

She threw herself at her husband's feet, wept bitterly, and began to ask him for forgiveness for her disobedience, expressing the most sincere repentance and grief. It seems that a stone would be moved by the prayers of such a beauty, but Bluebeard's heart was harder than any stone.

You must die, he said, and now.

If I must die, she said through tears, give me a moment of time to pray to God.

I give you exactly five minutes,” said Bluebeard, “and not a second more!

He went down, and she called her sister and said to her:

My sister Anna (that was her name), please go up to the very top of the tower, see if my brothers are coming? They promised to visit me today. If you see them, give them a sign to hurry up.

Sister Anna went up to the top of the tower, and the poor unfortunate thing from time to time shouted to her:

Sister Anna, can't you see anything?

And sister Anna answered her:

Meanwhile, Bluebeard, grabbing a huge knife, yelled with all his might:

Come here, come, or I will go to you!

Just a minute, - his wife answered and added in a whisper:

And sister Anna answered:

I see the sun is clearing and the grass is turning green.

Go, go quickly, - shouted Bluebeard, - otherwise I will go to you!

I'm coming! - answered the wife and again asked her sister:

Anna, sister Anna, can't you see anything?

I see, - answered Anna, - a large cloud of dust is approaching us.

Are these my brothers?

Oh no, sister, it's a flock of sheep.

Will you finally come? cried Bluebeard.

Just a little more, - answered his wife and again asked:

Anna, sister Anna, can't you see anything?

I see two riders galloping this way, but they are still very far away. Thank God,” she added, after a while. - These are our brothers. I give them a sign to hurry as soon as possible.

But then Bluebeard raised such an uproar that the very walls of the house trembled. His poor wife came down and threw herself at his feet, all torn to pieces and in tears.

It will serve no purpose,” said Bluebeard, “the hour of your death has come.

With one hand he grabbed her by the hair, with the other he raised his terrible knife ... He swung at her to cut off her head ... The poor thing turned her extinguished eyes on him:

Give me one more moment, just one more moment, to gather my courage...

No no! he answered. - Entrust your soul to God!

And he already raised his hand... But at that moment such a terrible knock rose at the door that Bluebeard stopped, looked around... The door opened at once, and two young men rushed into the room. Drawing their swords, they rushed straight at Bluebeard.

He recognized his wife's brothers - one served in the dragoons, the other in the horse rangers - and immediately sharpened his skis; but the brothers overtook him before he could run behind the porch.

They pierced him through with their swords and left him dead on the floor.

The poor wife of Bluebeard was barely alive herself, no worse than her husband: she did not even have enough strength to rise and embrace her deliverers.

It turned out that Bluebeard had no heirs, and all his property went to his widow. She used one part of his wealth to give her sister Anna to a young nobleman who had long been in love with her; for the other part, she bought captaincy for the brothers, and with the rest she herself married a very honest and good man. With him she forgot all the grief she had endured as Bluebeard's wife.

Once upon a time there was a man who had a lot of good things: he had beautiful houses in the city and outside the city, gold and silver dishes, embroidered chairs and gilded carriages, but, unfortunately, this man’s beard was blue, and this beard gave him such an ugly and formidable appearance that all the girls and women used to, as soon as they envy him, so God give them legs as soon as possible.

One of his neighbors, a lady of noble birth, had two daughters, perfect beauties. He wooed one of them, without appointing which one, and leaving the mother herself to choose his bride. But neither one nor the other agreed to be his wife: they could not decide to marry a man whose beard was blue, and only quarreled among themselves, sending him to each other. They were embarrassed by the fact that he already had several wives and no one in the world knew what had become of them.

Bluebeard, wanting to give them the opportunity to get to know him better, took them with their mother, three or four of their closest friends, and several young people from the neighborhood to one of his country houses, where he spent a whole week with them. The guests walked, went hunting, fishing; dancing and feasting did not stop; there was no sleep at night; everyone made fun, invented funny pranks and jokes; in a word, everyone was so good and cheerful that the youngest of the daughters soon came to the conclusion that the owner’s beard was not at all so blue and that he was a very amiable and pleasant gentleman. As soon as everyone returned to the city, the wedding was immediately played.

After a month, Bluebeard told his wife that he had to be absent for at least six weeks on a very important matter. He asked her not to be bored in his absence, but, on the contrary, to try in every possible way to disperse, invite her friends, take them out of town, if she likes, eat and drink sweetly, in a word, live for her own pleasure.

“Here,” he added, “are the keys to the two main storerooms; here are the keys to the gold and silver dishes, which are not put on the table every day; here from chests with money; here from chests of precious stones; here, finally, is the key with which all the rooms can be unlocked. But this small key unlocks the closet, which is located below, at the very end of the main gallery. You can unlock everything, enter everywhere; but I forbid you to enter that closet. My ban on this matter is so strict and formidable that if you happen to - God forbid - unlock it, then there is no such disaster that you should not expect from my anger.

The wife of Bluebeard promised to fulfill his orders and instructions exactly; and he, having kissed her, got into the carriage and set off on his journey. Neighbors and friends of the young woman did not wait for an invitation, but all came themselves, so great was their impatience to see with their own eyes those innumerable riches that, according to rumors, were in her house. They were afraid to come until the husband left: his blue beard frightened them very much. They immediately went to inspect all the chambers, and there was no end to their surprise: everything seemed so magnificent and beautiful to them! They got to the pantries, and they didn't see anything there! Lush beds, sofas, richest curtains, tables, little tables, mirrors - so huge that you could see yourself in them from head to toe, and with such wonderful, unusual frames! Some frames were also mirrored, others were made of gilded carved silver. Neighbors and friends incessantly praised and extolled the happiness of the mistress of the house, but she was not amused at all by the spectacle of all these riches: she was tormented by the desire to unlock the closet below, at the end of the gallery.

So strong was her curiosity that, not realizing how impolite it was to leave guests, she suddenly rushed down the secret staircase, nearly breaking her neck. Running to the closet door, however, she stopped for a moment. Her husband's prohibition crossed her mind. “Well,” she thought, “it will be trouble for me for my disobedience!” But the temptation was too strong - she could not cope with it. She took the key and, trembling like a leaf, unlocked the closet. At first she did not make out anything: it was dark in the closet, the windows were closed. But after a while she saw that the whole floor was covered with dried blood, and in this blood the bodies of several dead women, tied along the walls, were reflected; they were Bluebeard's former wives, whom he slaughtered one by one. She almost died on the spot from fear and dropped the key from her hand. At last she came to her senses, picked up the key, locked the door, and went to her room to rest and recover. But she was so frightened that in no way could she completely come to her senses.

She noticed that the key to the closet was stained with blood; she wiped it off once, twice, a third time, but the blood did not come out. No matter how she washed him, no matter how she rubbed him, even with sand and crushed bricks, the stain of blood still remained! This key was magical, and there was no way to clean it; blood came out on one side and came out on the other.

That same evening Bluebeard returned from his journey. He told his wife that on the road he received letters from which he learned that the case on which he was supposed to leave had been decided in his favor. His wife, as usual, tried her best to show him that she was very happy about his soon return. The next morning he asked her for the keys. She handed them to him, but her hand trembled so much that he easily guessed everything that had happened in his absence.

“Why,” he asked, “is the key to the closet not with the others?”
“I must have forgotten it upstairs on my table,” she answered.
- Please bring it, do you hear! said Bluebeard.

After several excuses and delays, she was finally to bring the fatal key.

- Why is this blood? - he asked.
“I don’t know why,” the poor woman answered, and she herself turned as pale as a sheet.
- You do not know! said Bluebeard. - Well, I know! You wanted to enter the closet. Well, you will go in there and take your place near the women you saw there.

She threw herself at her husband's feet, wept bitterly, and began to ask him for forgiveness for her disobedience, expressing the most sincere repentance and grief. It seems that a stone would be moved by the prayers of such a beauty, but Bluebeard's heart was harder than any stone.

“You must die,” he said, “and now.
“If I must die,” she said through her tears, “then give me a minute of time to pray to God.”
"I'll give you exactly five minutes," said Bluebeard, "and not a second more!"

He went down, and she called her sister and said to her:
- My sister Anna (that was her name), please go up to the very top of the tower, see if my brothers are coming? They promised to visit me today. If you see them, give them a sign to hurry up. Sister Anna climbed to the top of the tower, and the poor unfortunate thing from time to time shouted to her:
"Sister Anna, can't you see anything?"

And sister Anna answered her:

Meanwhile, Bluebeard, grabbing a huge knife, yelled with all his might:
"Come here, come, or I'll go to you!"
“Just a minute,” his wife answered, and added in a whisper:

And sister Anna answered:
I see the sun is clearing and the grass is turning green.
“Go, go quickly,” shouted Bluebeard, “otherwise I will go to you!”
- I'm coming! - answered the wife and again asked her sister:
"Anna, sister Anna, can't you see anything?"
“I see,” Anna answered, “a large cloud of dust is approaching us.
Are these my brothers?
“Oh, no, sister, this is a herd of sheep.
- Are you finally coming? cried Bluebeard.
“Just a little more,” answered his wife, and again asked:
"Anna, sister Anna, can't you see anything?"
“I see two riders galloping up here, but they are still very far away. Thank God,” she added after a while. “These are our brothers. I give them a sign to hurry as soon as possible.

But then Bluebeard raised such an uproar that the very walls of the house trembled. His poor wife came down and threw herself at his feet, all torn to pieces and in tears.

“It will serve no purpose,” said Bluebeard, “the hour of your death has come.”

With one hand he grabbed her by the hair, with the other he raised his terrible knife ... He swung at her to cut off her head ... The poor thing turned her extinguished eyes on him:
“Give me one more moment, just one more moment, to gather my courage...
- No no! he answered. — Entrust your soul to God!

And he already raised his hand... But at that moment such a terrible knock rose at the door that Bluebeard stopped, looked around... The door opened at once, and two young men rushed into the room. Drawing their swords, they rushed straight at Bluebeard.

He recognized his wife's brothers - one served in the dragoons, the other in the horse rangers - and immediately sharpened his skis; but the brothers overtook him before he could run behind the porch. They pierced him through with their swords and left him dead on the floor.

The poor wife of Bluebeard was barely alive herself, no worse than her husband: she did not even have enough strength to rise and embrace her deliverers. It turned out that Bluebeard had no heirs, and all his property went to his widow. She used one part of his wealth to give her sister Anna to a young nobleman who had long been in love with her; for the other part, she bought captaincy for the brothers, and with the rest she herself married a very honest and good man. With him she forgot all the grief she had endured as Bluebeard's wife.