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Now I think of it, I wonder that explosion didn't blow us to bits. You haven't told me what became of the flagship," he continued, as Radna came back with a small bottle of champagne and uncorked it. "Well, the flagship is at the bottom of the German Ocean.
"Alexis Mazanoff and Radna Michaelis, you stand here before Heaven, and in the presence of your comrades, to take each other for wedded wife and husband, till death shall part the hands that now are joined! "Your mutual vows have long ago been pledged, and what you are about to do is good earnest of their fulfilment.
Mazanoff came to himself about ten minutes later, lying on one of the seats in the after saloon, and all that he saw when he first opened his eyes was the white anxious face of Radna bending over him. "What is the matter? What has happened? Where am I?" he asked, as soon as his tongue obeyed his will.
"It is no secret that Radna and I are lovers, and that she will be my wife when I have earned her." "Now you have raised my curiosity again," interrupted Arnold, in an inquiring tone. "And will very soon satisfy it. You saw that horrible picture in the Council-chamber? Yes.
As soon as they were within hailing distance, those on board the air-ship recognised Nicholas Roburoff and his wife, Radna Michaelis, and several other members of the Inner Circle, standing on the bridge of the steamer. Handkerchiefs were waved, and cries of welcome and greeting passed and re-passed from the air to the sea, until Arnold raised his hand for silence, and, hailing Roburoff, said
A register of scores was kept, and at the head of it stood the name of Radna Michaelis. A long table ran across the end at which the arm-racks were, and on this Arnold laid the case containing the model, he standing on one side of the table, and the members of the Circle on the other, watching his movements with a curiosity that they took no trouble to disguise.
It was he who stood with the governor of Brovno in the prison-yard and watched Radna Michaelis flogged by the soldiers. I received news this morning that the arrangements are complete, and that the sentence will be carried out to-morrow night." "Yes, that is so," added Natasha, as Colston ceased speaking. "Everything is settled.
For the most part they were sad and passionate, and once or twice, especially when Radna Michaelis was singing, Arnold saw tears well up into the eyes of the women, and the brows of the men contract and their hands clench with sudden passion at the recollection of some terrible scene or story that was recalled by the song.
"Yes, truly!" replied Radna, turning round and dashing fiercely into the "Marseillaise" again. "I have no doubt of it. But, come, it is after midnight, and we have to get back to Cheyne Walk. The princess will think we have been arrested or something equally dreadful. Ah, Mr. Colston, we have a couple of seats to spare in the brougham.
"I believe so too," suddenly interrupted Radna, turning round on her seat at the piano, "but there will be many a battle-song sung to the accompaniment of battle-music before that happens. I wish" "That all Russia were a haystack, and that you were beside it with a lighted torch," said Natasha, half in jest and half in earnest.
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