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If you ever deign to cast a thought in my direction, Miss Rose, remember me always as Thy devoted servitor, Potemkin Montmorency. St. Petersburg, July 10th. "And this," shrieked Alice White. "They say love is a thorn, I say it is a dart, And yet I cannot tear thee from my heart." Antonio, Count of Vallambrosa.
"Well; my snuff-box, presented me by Prince Potemkin, I bequeath to Admiral Sir Isaac Coffin; and, also, I release him from the mortgage which I hold over his property of the Madeline Islands, in North America. By-the-bye, say, and further, I bequeath to him the bag of snuff presented to me by the Dey of Algiers; he may as well have the snuff as he has the snuff-box. Is that down?" "Yes, sir."
"You certainly did not suppose that I was wearing them in Honor of YOUR visit, did you?" asked Potemkin, with quiet insolence. "Oh, no, I thought it a mere mise en scene." "Ah, Count Cobenzl is still mad on the subject of the drama," replied Potemkin, laughing. "What new comedy are you about to get up at the Austrian embassy, eh?" "A very pretty thing, just from Paris, your highness.
It was given out that her most intense delight came from the sight of happy serfs and prosperous villages. Accordingly, in her journey to the Crimea, Potemkin squandered millions on millions in rearing pasteboard villages, in dragging forth thousands of wretched peasants to fill them, in costuming them to look thrifty, in training them to look happy.
No, it's no use. You shan't wriggle away till you tell me." "Oh, Antonio and dear Potemkin, do you mean them?" "Yes, of course I do." "And you really want to know?" "Yes." "And will swear not to tell?" "Yes." "Well, then," bursting into a laugh, "I wrote every one of them myself." "Did you really? When?" "Day before yesterday.
So saying, Potemkin threw himself back again upon the divan, and pointed to an arm-chair, which Cobenzl quietly accepted. The chair happened to be close to the spot where the ribbon of the Black Eagle was lying. Cobenzl seeing that it was under his feet, picked it up, and presented it to the prince. "You know not what you do, count. You raise your enemy when you raise that ribbon.
An hour ago, Count Orloff arrived in St. Petersburg, and he is now in secret conference with the czarina. "Joseph II" "I was right; it was not my secret apprehensions which conjured those spectral letters," cried Potemkin; "they are really the writing of the emperor, and Gregory Orloff is here." He sprang forward like a bull rushing to the attack.
You sacrificed me to a man whom I hate not because he is my successful rival, but because he does not deserve the love of my empress; because he is a heartless spendthrift, and a wretch who is ready to sell his sovereign's honor at any moment, provided the price offered him be worth the treachery. Oh! it maddens me when I think that Gregory Orloff was displaced for a Potemkin!"
"It would appear that diamonds do not abound in Prussia," replied Potemkin, with a gesture of slight toward the cross on his breast. "These brilliants are rather yellow." "Do you prefer Austrian diamonds?" asked Cobenzl, significantly. "I have never seen any," answered Potemkin, with a yawn.
"He seems to have a mania for diamonds," said Morcerf, smiling, "and I verily believe that, like Potemkin, he keeps his pockets filled, for the sake of strewing them along the road, as Tom Thumb did his flint stones." "Perhaps he has discovered some mine," said Madame Danglars. "I suppose you know he has an order for unlimited credit on the baron's banking establishment?"
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