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It is natural enough to act hastily at such times. But still How many did you kill?" "None," said Hoddan curtly. "I shot them with stun-pistols I'd just charged in the control room of the landing grid." Don Loris sat up straight. "Stun-pistols?" he demanded sharply. "You used stun-pistols on Darth?" "Naturally on Darth," said Hoddan with some tartness. "I was here! But nobody was killed.
For the moment I forgot the torture I was enduring, as I recognized, with dismay, the Grand Duke Loris as one of the two occupants of the little carriage, a bizarre, disreputable-looking figure, for he still wore the filthy clothes and the dirty face of "Ivan," the droshky man, though the false beard and wig were gone.
"Have you ever read the history of Rome?" Loris opened his eyes wide at the unexpected question. "Why do you ask?" "Answer my question. Have you ever read the history of Rome?" "Yes." "Do you remember the story of Brutus, whose son was engaged in a conspiracy against the republic?" Loris became very pale and stammered an indistinct reply. "You do; I see it in your face!
I will send lights now; some of the servants have returned and will get you all you need." Loris opened the door for her, and crossed back to his former post by the window, while I scrambled up, as a scared-looking, shamefaced man servant entered with a lamp, and slunk out again. "Those wretches! They deserve the knout!" Loris said grimly, when we were alone.
I myself wrote it and had it circulated. It never had the Czar's sanction." "The priest is mad!" cried Loris. "For three years he has incited us to enmity against the Jews and now he pleads their cause. On with the work! We have much to do before night." "In the name of his majesty, I command you to cease!" yelled the priest, in a hoarse voice.
"Do not persecute me with your attentions, which are extremely distasteful to me. I trust we shall never meet again." And with a haughty sweep of her beautiful head, she passed the astonished Loris and walked rapidly down the street. The young man looked after her for a moment in silence; then he stamped his foot in rage. "She refuses my attentions, the proud Jewess!
The naturally slow motion of its limbs enables the loris to approach its prey so stealthily that it seizes birds before they can be alarmed by its presence. The natives assert that it has been known to strangle the pea-fowl at night, to feast on the brain.
"My God, how they hate me!" I heard Loris say softly. "Yet, I have escaped them once again; and it is well; it could not be better. I am free at last!" We rode on, avoiding the village, which remained dark and silent; the sleeping peasants had either not heard or not heeded the sound and shock of the explosion.
Don Loris fairly howled at him. "Idiot! Think of the Lady Fani!" The Lady Fani suddenly smiled tremulously. "Wonderful!" she said. "They don't dare do anything while you're as close to me as this!" "Do you suppose," asked Hoddan, "I could count on that?" "I'm certain of it!" said Fani. "And I think you'd better." "Then, excuse me," said Hoddan with great politeness.
At the same time, the police officials, who had become lax and inefficient under the conciliatory regime of Loris Melikof, recovered their old zeal, and displayed such inordinate activity that the revolutionary organisation was paralysed and in great measure destroyed.
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