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That it was used to remove poor Botkine, Rasputin afterwards admitted to me. Such were the methods of the camarilla who were ruling Russia! TRULY, our Russia was a country of blood and tears under the last of the Romanoffs. Its creed and its motto was "Gallows and Siberia!" No man's life was safe under a régime run by scoundrels, of whom "Grichka," my chief, was the worst.
He will no doubt wish to travel by way of Siberia, but this must be forbidden. If you will write out his appointment, I will obtain the Emperor's signature to it to-morrow morning." "You wish me to write out the order now eh?" asked Gutchkoff, still much puzzled, but eager to get scent of the particular scandal known to Botkine.
He merely told him that a certain secret agent named Botkine was leaving Berlin for Petrograd on the twenty-second. "The man is dangerous," he added, "extremely dangerous." "Why?" asked Gutchkoff, somewhat surprised at our midnight visit. "Because well, because I happen to know that he is in possession of certain facts concerning very high personages.
For half an hour Rasputin, much worried by the secret inquiries of the Premier into the doings of the pro-German camarilla, chatted with the general, more than once expressing fear regarding the perilous situation. "Revelations seem imminent," he exclaimed anxiously. "The man Botkine must never arrive in Russia you understand that, Rogogin!"
Ivan Botkine, the trusted secret agent of the Prime Minister Kokovtsov, who had left Berlin on the twenty-second for Petrograd, had been found dead in one of the sleeping compartments on the arrival of the train at the frontier station of Wirballen. His pockets and valise had been rifled, and an inquiry had been opened.
Vladimir would have presented the documents to the Emperor, and an unholy domestic scene would have resulted. This fellow Botkine must never reach Russia!" he added seriously. "I agree," replied the general. "Let us see Gutchkoff at once," he added. General Gutchkoff was a Jew and the director of the dreaded political police, with whom Rogogin, of course, worked hand-in-glove.
"As soon as I get home I will go to bed at once; and I know I shall be dead in a fortnight; Botkine told me so himself last week. That is why I should like to say a few farewell words, if you will let me." "But you must be mad! It is ridiculous! You should take care of yourself; what is the use of holding a conversation now? Go home to bed, do!" cried Mrs. Epanchin in horror.
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