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As I have said he wants something urgently and he must be made to pay." "Very well," Rasputin replied grudgingly. "I will see him at four o'clock this afternoon. Féodor," he added, turning to me, "make a note that I see this banker man."
They had delivered to him at the palace in the afternoon the revoluntionary poster which proclaimed his intended fate to the whole city and country. So Feodor, who was just about to ride into the city, dismissed his escort. He ordered horses put to a sleigh. I trembled and asked what he was going to do.
Feodor had always been of an exceedingly frail constitution, and it was evident that he could not anticipate long life. In the year 1681 he married a daughter of one of the nobles. His bride, Opimia Routoski, was also frail in health, though very beautiful. Six months had hardly passed away ere the youthful empress exchanged her bridal robes and couch for the shroud and the tomb.
She did not join in the conversation, excepting to calm the general, who wished to send the whole regiment to the guard-house, men and horses. And while the roisterers laughed over the adventure she said to her husband in the advisory voice of the helpful wife: "Feodor, you must not attach importance to what that old fool Ivan tells you.
During Dmitri's reign a young man had appeared among the Cossacks of the Volga, calling himself Peter Feodorovitch, and claiming to be the son of the former czar Feodor. This man now reappeared and presented himself to the rebel army as the representative of his uncle Dmitri. He was eagerly welcomed by Shakhofskoi, who badly needed some one whom he might offer to his men as a prince.
He knew, in brief, that so long as any descendant of Rurik should live, no other man could hope to seat himself upon the Muscovite throne. Feodor had no children, but he had one brother, the lad Dmitri, who would be his successor in the natural course of events.
"Oh, how delightful this hour would be," continued she, after finishing her narrative, "if I could only remain with you! Love bids me go, and yet it keeps me here! I have promised Feodor to go with him, but I did it in my haste, seeing only him and listening only to his prayers. Now I see you, my father, and it seems to me as if I could not leave you to-day."
What will your arms be for in the days left you to live, if you no longer wish to press me to your heart? Papa! Papa!" She laid her head on Feodor's knees. Her hair had come down and hung about her in a magnificent disorderly mass of black. "Look in my eyes! Look in my eyes! See how they love you, Batouchka! Batouchka! My dear Batouchka!" Then Feodor wept.
She is to seek protection from insult in a cloister; his son, Feodor, as a child, will perhaps have less to fear. He takes poison, and enters a retired chamber to die in peace. General confusion at the tidings of the Czar's death. The Boiars form an imperial council and rule in the Kremlin. Revenge and ambition are far from his soul; he pursues only justice.
So discreet too discreet, I often think." "One cannot be too discreet in the present international crisis," I remarked. "Enemy eyes and ears are open everywhere. One can never be too careful. Russia is full of the spies of Germany." "Quite true, Féodor quite true!" exclaimed Rasputin, smiling within himself. "Don't you agree, friend Rouchine?"
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