Savrola: A Tale of the Revolution in LauraniaChurchill, Winston
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Savrola: A Tale of the Revolution in Laurania
Churchill, Winston
Political fiction; Revolutions -- Fiction
Godoy shivered, but assented. "Yes," he said; "it is the only course,
except flight and ruin."
"Very well; now we will go into details. First of all, the
Proclamation. I will write that to-night. Moret, you must get it
printed; you shall have it at six o'clock to-morrow morning. Then
prepare the arrangements we had devised for assembling and arming the
people; wait till you get a written order from me to put them into
action. You, Renos, must see the members of the Provisional
Government. Have the constitution of the Council of Public Safety
printed, and be ready to circulate it to-morrow night; yet again, wait
till I give the word. Much depends on the attitude of the troops; but
everything is really ready. I do not think we need fear the result."
The intricate details of the plot, for plot it was, were well known to
the leaders of the revolt. For several months they had looked to force
as the only means of ending the government they detested. Savrola was
not the man to commit himself to such an enterprise without taking
every precaution. Nothing had been forgotten; the machinery of
revolution only needed setting in motion. Yet in spite of the
elaborate nature of the conspiracy and its great scale, the President
and his police had been able to learn nothing definite. They feared
that a rising was imminent; they had realised the danger for some
months; but it was impossible to know where the political agitation
ended, and the open sedition began. The great social position and
almost European reputation of the principal leaders had rendered their
arrest without certain proof a matter of extreme difficulty. The
President, believing that the people would not rise unless spurred
thereto by some act of power on the part of the Executive, feared to
rouse them. But for this Savrola, Moret, and the others would have
already filled cells in the State Prison; indeed, they would have had
much to be thankful for had their lives been spared.
But Savrola understood his position, and had played his game with
consummate tact and skill. The great parade he made of the political
agitation had prevented the President from observing the conspiracy to
deliberate violence which lay beneath. At length the preparations were
approaching completion. It had become only a matter of days;
Strelitz's impetuous act had but precipitated the course of events.
One corner of the great firework had caught light too soon; it was
necessary to fire the rest lest the effect should be spoiled.
He continued to go over the details of the scheme for nearly an hour,
to make sure that there should be no mistakes. At last all was
finished, and the members of the embryo Council of Public Safety took
their departure. Savrola let them out himself, not wishing to wake the
old nurse. Poor soul, why should she feel the force of the struggles
of ambitious men?
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