The Boy Allies in the Baltic; Or, Through Fields of Ice to Aid the CzarHayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
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The Boy Allies in the Baltic; Or, Through Fields of Ice to Aid the Czar
Hayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Baltic Sea -- Juvenile fiction; World War, 1914-1918 -- Naval operations -- Juvenile fiction
"Then, General, you are in a difficult situation," said the Czar
quietly. "And yet I will give you another chance. I shall relieve you of
your command temporarily and you shall go after this young Englishman
yourself. Bring him back to me safely. Here," and the Czar turned and
scribbled a few words on a piece of paper, after which he affixed his
seal, "this order, for the moment, appoints you commander-in-chief of
all the forces in Siberia. Bring this young Englishman back to me
safely, or suffer the consequences."
The general took the paper the Czar extended to him.
"It shall be done, sire," he said quietly.
"And," the Czar continued, "you will make careful inquiry. If the young
Englishman has been ill treated, you will seek out the man who is the
cause of this ill treatment, arrest him and bring him to me, be he who
he may. Yes, even if it be General Surgoff himself!"
Again the general bowed.
"Your Majesty," said Frank at this juncture.
The Czar eyed him in surprise and Lord Hastings disapprovingly. But
Frank was not abashed.
"Your Majesty," he said again.
"Well?" said the Czar.
"Can I not go with the general, sire?" he asked. "I would like to go to
Jack's aid as fast as possible. He will expect me. He would hunt me out,
no matter where I was."
The Czar looked at Lord Hastings.
"What do you think, my lord?" he asked.
Lord Hastings shrugged his shoulders.
"As you please, your Majesty," he replied. "I have no doubt Mr.
Templeton would be glad to see him. Neither have I any doubt that Mr.
Chadwick here might come in handy."
The Czar turned to General Burgoff.
"What do you think, general?" he asked.
"Well, sire, to tell the truth, I would rather not be bothered with
excess."
"In that case, general," said the Czar, with the suspicion of a twinkle
in his eye, "and as you have been somewhat lax in your own duties, I
shall allow the lad to accompany you. You will see that he is well
treated."
General Burgoff bowed low.
"It shall be done, sire," he said.
"Very well. Now, general, you will take with you from Petrograd enough
men to assure you that your orders will be obeyed, come what may. Do I
make myself clear?"
"Perfectly, your Majesty. I shall take sufficient men."
"And one thing more, general," said the Czar firmly. "Let me impress
upon you the utter necessity of being in the right hereafter, before you
take too much upon yourself. Men have been shot for less."
The general accepted this rebuke with a bow and a flush of the face.
"I shall obey, sire," he replied.
"Good. Now, make what haste you may. That is all."
The general saluted stiffly, motioned to Frank to follow him, turned on
his heel and stalked from the Czar's presence.
Frank stopped a brief moment for a word of farewell to Lord Hastings and
then expressed his thanks to the Czar.
"There, there!" said the latter with a laugh. "No thanks are necessary.
I am glad to give you a chance of seeing Siberia with an opportunity of
coming back. Run along now."
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