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His fingers were laden with the most precious gems the Indies could afford. Whenever he appeared in public, the arms of the empire, finely embroidered upon a spread eagle, and magnificently adorned, were borne as a banner before him; and the masses of the people bowed before their monarch, thus arrayed, as though he were a god. Ivan IV. left two sons, Feodor and Dmitri.
In the quiet of the night Gotzkowsky's voice was now heard. He ordered his servants to shut the garden gates carefully, and watch them well, as the Russians entering the town would pass by this wall. "You are right," said Feodor; "it is your father. Truly this is an unlucky accident." "He will kill me if he finds you here," murmured Elise, clinging, half fainting, to her lover's arm.
Then, suddenly, Feodor became silent and thrust away Matrena Petrovna. "It is that abominable narcotic," he said with an immense sigh. "I'll drink no more of it. I do not wish to drink it."
Not content with governing Russia in the name of Feodor, he set covetous eyes upon the purple itself, and was resolved to become czar in name as well as in fact. But this was a delicate and difficult task, and could by accomplished only at great risk and by great patience.
Your healths, my children," said the general as Rouletabille handed him back the watch and he put it in his pocket. "Your health, Feodor Feodorovitch," replied Matrena Petrovna, with her usual tenderness.
"And now let us see what we have won," cried the officers, rushing to the litter. They were in the act of raising the cloth which concealed the figure, but Feodor stepped forward with determined countenance and flashing eyes. "Let no one dare to raise this veil," said he haughtily. His comrades rushed, with easily aroused anger, on him, and attempted again to approach the veiled woman.
According to custom, six weeks were devoted to mourning for Feodor.
DEMETRIUS. Ivan Wasilowitch, the mighty Czar Of Moscow, took five spouses to his bed, In the long years that spared him to the throne. The first, a lady of the heroic line Of Romanoff, bare him Feodor, who reigned After his father's death. One only son, Dmitri, the last blossom of his strength, And a mere infant when his father died, Was born of Marfa, of Nagori's line.
It was as follows: "HOLY FATHER, It is with deepest concern that from your trusted Féodor I hear of the plot against you. That you can be harmed I do not believe. You, sent by God as Russia's guide to the bright future of civilisation which Germany will bring to her, cannot be harmed by mere mortal.
Glancing up presently, however, I saw her eyes still fixed on me, and laid down my knife. "I can't help it," I said, "I want to know about Feodor Himkoff." "There's no secret," she answered. "Leastways, there was one, but either God has condemned or forgiven afore now. Look at my man there; he's done all the repentin' he's likely to do." After a few seconds' hesitation she went on
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