As I drove away from the Embassy I could think of nothing but the
great charm of my Chief and Chiefess. She was certainly one of the
most fascinating women I ever had the good fortune to meet. Handsome,
clever, agreeable, well read, very dignified, beautifully dressed, she
was delightful to look at, delightful to listen to; the type of what an
ambassadress should be, doing the honours of the Queen’s house on the
Neva like the great lady that she was. She had at that time not very good
health and the climate of Russia did not suit her; but she was none
the less a noble helpmeet to His Excellency; to all of us she was so
gracious and kind, so thoughtful and considerate, that we worshipped her.
I reverence her memory. As for Lord Napier, I don’t think that anybody
who ever served under him would say that it would be possible to have a
kinder or a better chief. He was undeniably a most astute diplomatist,
full of resource, a master of the art of ingratiating himself with those
who came into contact with him.
[Illustration: EMBASSY HOUSE, ST. PETERSBURG.
_From a water-colour drawing by Charlemagne, 1864._]
The Russians, from the Emperor downward, all liked him, and he was able
to put through, by the stern force of pleasing, many a tangled piece
of business which would have been perhaps an impossibility to others.
I shall cite one notable instance later on. In society he was popular
wherever he went. He was an admirable _raconteur_ and always a kindly
listener, possessing the art of drawing out men so as to make them show
at their best, and they were duly grateful. His ready wit and power of
repartee were enhanced by the most infectious twinkle of his eye; he was
one of those rare men who laugh with their eyes, and to me that quality
is irresistible. He was young for an ambassador (only forty-two years old
when he reached that rank in 1861), but looked older than his years, and
even in his earliest days could never have been anything but a _grand
seigneur_. Quite apart from the joy of living in intimacy with such a
man, any young diplomatist who might be attached to his Embassy had a
rare chance to learn his business under so able a chief.
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