The Circassian Chief: A Romance of RussiaKingston, William Henry Giles
History
The Circassian Chief: A Romance of Russia
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Caucasus -- History -- Juvenile fiction
But there was one who anxiously had been waiting to observe his
movements. As he left the house, that person, who was no other than his
intended murderer, Groff, followed his steps, cautiously threading his
way among the crowd, or retiring, when requisite, from observation to
recommence his trail.
As Ivan walked quickly onwards, it struck him that he was followed, as
he had been on a former occasion, and he prepared himself for any sudden
encounter. Without any impediment, however, he reached the place of
meeting, where he found the greater number of the chief conspirators
assembled, and several new recruits among them.
On his entrance, all turned their faces towards him, and started from
their seats.
"What! is it Ivan Galetzoff we see before us?" exclaimed one, advancing
towards him with surprise on his countenance. "Is it possible that you
stand before us alive and well?"
"Indeed," answered Ivan, "I know it to be perfectly possible, although I
do not understand the drift of your observations. Are you inclined to
be merry? Yet I should suppose our affairs were too important to
furnish matter for jesting!"
"Here's some extraordinary mistake," said the conspirator, "and glad are
we to find you alive, when we thought you had been foully murdered."
"Murdered!" exclaimed Ivan, "what gave rise to such an idea?"
"On the morning succeeding the last night you were here, a person was
found, not far from this spot, murdered, with several wounds in his
breast, and his features so disfigured that it was impossible to
recognise him; it was also said that there was nothing found about his
person, by which he could be known. Rumour proclaimed you to be the
unfortunate individual, and from your not again appearing among us, we
concluded that you had indeed been the victim."
"It is clear that we have been mistaken," said another conspirator,
adding as he turned to Ivan, "Know you not that you have broken through
the laws of our society, by absenting yourself without giving reason for
so doing; it is for the safety of all, that the movements of every
member of our association should be known to the committee of direction.
Remember, that the sword of vengeance hangs over the head of him who
shall turn traitor to our cause: secret, and sure will be the
punishment, from which the guilty cannot escape, sheltered even in the
palace of the autocrat."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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