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On the recommendation of Karl Steinmetz, Paul placed the castle and village under martial law, and there and then gave the command to the young Cossack officer, pending further instructions from his general, commanding at Tver.
We cannot at present arrange for your journey to Tver, but as soon as it is possible I will tell you." He looked at the clock, and made an imperceptible movement toward the door. Etta glanced up sharply. She did not seem to be breathing. "Is that all?" she asked, in a dull voice. There was a long silence, tense and throbbing, the great silence of the steppe. "I think so," answered Paul at length.
"He is not very big he is all fur coat." Etta looked rather disgusted, but made no objection, while Paul lifted the frozen man into the seat he had just vacated. "When you are cold I will drive," cried Maggie, as Paul shut the door. "I should love it." Thus it came about that a single sleigh was speeding across the plain of Tver.
As De Chauxville had arrived later than the other visitors, it was quite natural that he should remain after they had left, and it may be safely presumed that he took good care to pin the Countess Lanovitch down to her rash invitation. "Why is that man coming to Tver?" said Paul, rather gruffly, when Etta and he were settled beneath the furs of the sleigh. "We do not want him there."
Indeed, he had little say in any matters except meals, which he still took in liquid form. Certain it is, however, that he failed to appreciate his honors as soon as he grew up to a proper comprehension of them. Equally certain is it that he entirely failed to recognize the enviability of his position as he rode across the plains of Tver toward the yellow Volga by the side of Karl Steinmetz.
It is possible that Karl Steinmetz suspected the late Princess Natásha of having transmitted to her son a small hereditary portion of that Slavonic exaltation and recklessness of consequence which he deplored. "Then you turn back at Tver?" enquired Paul, at length breaking a long silence. "Yes; I must not leave Osterno just now. Perhaps later, when the winter has come, I will follow.
Petersburg there are some few villas and farms to relieve the monotony of the gloomy pine forests; then the country opens out into immense undulating plains, marshy meadows, scrubby groves of young pine, without any apparent limit; here and there a bleak and solitary village of log huts; a herd of cattle in the meadows; a wretched, sterile-looking farm, with plowed fields, at remote intervals, and so on hour after hour, the scene offering but little variety the whole way to Tver.
"Some people would have sent to Tver for the soldiers," Steinmetz went on. "But Paul is not that sort of man. He will not do it yet. You remember our conversation at the Charity Ball in London?" "Yes." "I did not want you to come then. I am sorry you have come now." Maggie laid aside the newspaper with a little laugh. "But, Herr Steinmetz," she said, "I am not afraid. Please remember that.
They send him to the asylum in the hope that he will remain there, like another young man, who refused ten years ago at Tver to serve in the army, and who was tortured in the asylum till he submitted. But even this step does not rid the military authorities of the inconvenient man.
It is to be presumed that Mrs. Sydney Bamborough's memory was short. For it was a matter of common knowledge in the diplomatic circles in which she moved that Mr. Paul Howard Alexis of Piccadilly House, London, and Prince Pavlo Alexis of the province of Tver, were one and the same man.
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