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Of course Lev had not worried about them. "You hardly thought about us. "
"Sure I thought about you. Don't be so holy. You wanted her; you held off for a while, maybe for years; but in the end you fucked her. "
It was the crude truth. Lev had an annoying way of bringing everyone else down to his level. "You're right," Grigori said. "Anyway, we have another child now, a daughter, Anna. She's a year and a half old. "
"Two adults and two children. It doesn't matter. I've got enough. "
"What are you talking about?"
"I've been making money, selling whisky from British army stores to the Cossacks for gold. I've accumulated a small fortune. " Lev reached inside his uniform shirt, unfastened a buckle, and pulled out a money belt. "There's enough here to pay for all four of you to come to America!" He gave the belt to Grigori.
Grigori was astonished and moved. Lev had not forgotten his family after all. He had saved up for a ticket. Naturally the handing over of the money had to be a flamboyant gesture-that was Lev's character. But he had kept his promise.
What a shame it was all for nothing.
"Thank you," Grigori said. "I'm proud of you for doing what you said you'd do. But, of course, it's not necessary now. I can get you released and help you return to normal Russian life. " He handed the money belt back.
Lev took it and held it in his hands, staring at it. "What do you mean?"
Grigori saw that Lev looked hurt, and understood that he was wounded by the refusal of his gift. But there was a greater worry on Grigori's mind. What would happen when Lev and Katerina were reunited? Would she fall for the more attractive brother all over again? Grigori's heart was chilled by the thought that he could lose her, after all they had been through together. "We live in Moscow now," he said. "We have an apartment in the Kremlin, Katerina and Vladimir and Anna and me. I can get an apartment for you easily enough-"
"Wait a minute," said Lev, and there was a look of incredulity on his face. "You think I want to come back to Russia?"
"You already have," Grigori said.
"But not to stay!"
"You can't possibly want to return to America. "
"Of course I do! And you should come with me. "
"But there's no need! Russia's not like it used to be. The tsar is gone!"
"I like America," Lev said. "You'll like it too, all of you, especially Katerina. "
"But we're making history here! We've invented a new form of government, the soviet. This is the new Russia, the new world. You're missing everything!"
"You're the one who doesn't understand," Lev said. "In America I have my own car. There's more food than you can eat. All the booze I want, all the cigarettes I can smoke. I have five suits!"
"What's the point in having five suits?" Grigori said in frustration. "It's like having five beds. You can only use one at a time!"
"That's not how I see it. "
What made the conversation so aggravating was that Lev clearly thought Grigori was the one who was missing the point. Grigori did not know what more he could say to change his brother's mind. "Is that really what you want? Cigarettes and too many clothes and a car?"
"It's what everyone wants. You Bolsheviks better remember that. "
Grigori was not going to take lessons in politics from Lev. "Russians want bread, peace, and land. "
"Anyway, I have a daughter in America. Her name is Daisy. She's three. "
Grigori frowned doubtfully.
"I know what you're thinking," Lev said. "I didn't care about Katerina's child-what's his name?"
"Vladimir. "
"I didn't care about him, you think, so why should I care about Daisy? But it's different. I never met Vladimir. He was just a speck when I left Petrograd. But I love Daisy, and what's more, she loves me. "
