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Nona inquired when she felt that she had gotten her voice under control. "Siberia," Lieutenant Orlaff returned briefly. Then feeling that his companion desired him to say more, he went on: "In many cases a man or woman who has done what Sonya Valesky has would be hung as a traitor. She has been preaching peace, which means she has been urging men not to fight. That is treason to Russia.
In returning to the fort, Nona meant as soon as possible to request an interview with the young Russian officer, Michael Orlaff. She was not frightened during her walk through the dismal Russian country. Wearing her Red Cross uniform she felt a sufficient protection, besides old Nika's presence.
Michael Orlaff exclaimed, with more consternation and regret in his voice than was reasonable. "But you, surely you cherish no such ideas?" The American girl shook her head, although she seemed to be pondering over her companion's question before replying. "No," she returned at last. "I have no such ideas and I believe never will have them.
I have not your philosophy. I do not think I can do much, as I have no friends in Russia and no money, but as soon as I receive permission I shall go to Petrograd to be of whatever service I can." Lieutenant Orlaff stared at the girl beside him. It was impossible to see anything but the outline of her face, yet he could observe its pallor and the sheen of her hair under the nurse's cap.
There was far less danger of anarchy in Russia during war times; nevertheless, men in public positions in Russia were always watchful of trouble from fanatics. Therefore, General Alexis and Mildred were together in the middle seat, while Nona and Lieutenant Orlaff occupied the one back of them. Then the sleigh started off so quickly that it had disappeared before Barbara realized it.
Intentionally Nona used the pronoun "they," including Lieutenant Orlaff with herself in their interest in Sonya. Yet except for his first muttered exclamation the Russian officer had made no comment. In the darkness Nona gazed at him resentfully. The Russians were a cruel people, sometimes all fire and then again all ice.
They were the only American nurses in the vicinity, so it was not strange to have noticed them. Michael Orlaff was the soldier's name. Sonya spoke it with distinctness, but gave him no title. Yet evidently they knew each other very well. A moment later and Nona finally got away. She was late and nervous about returning to the fortifications alone.
Lieutenant Orlaff, this is my friend, Miss Meade." Barbara inclined her head, too surprised to do more. But as the Russian officer continued to walk beside them with his horse following, she soon understood where he and Nona had met each other. "Yes, she is an old friend, Sonya Valesky. I knew her years ago and then she went away into other countries." The young Russian hesitated.
Although she was at this instant engaged in putting on her coat and cap to go to her, Nona again hesitated. How little the Russian woman had said of herself! What was she doing here near the Russian line of fortifications, living like a peasant with only two old peasants in attendance upon her? And why should the young Russian officer have warned her against his own friend? "Michael Orlaff."
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