The Orpheus C. Kerr Papers, Series 2Newell, R. H. (Robert Henry)
History
The Orpheus C. Kerr Papers, Series 2
Newell, R. H. (Robert Henry)
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
"'Consider well, lady, before you drive me to despair by such cruelty!'
exclaimed the Admiral, with vehemence. 'Consider what you are casting
aside as worthless. I have influence at court beyond that of the most
powerful; the very Czar fears to offend me, and the wife of Admiral
Praxin will be second only to the imperial Catherine in grandeur and
dominion. Let me hope that this is only maiden coyness, and that
deliberation may alter your decision.'
"'I will not deceive you, my lord,' responded the lady, 'by awaking
hopes which can never be realized. My hand shall never be yielded to
any man by compulsion, or implied claims which I do not acknowledge;
nor do I recognize any other right than my own to dispose of it. Dwell
upon the subject no longer, or your title to the name of friend will be
forfeited. Allow me to retire.'
"Dismay was betrayed in every lineament of the sailor's countenance, as
he marked the firm tones in which these words were spoken; but anger
quickly took its place as he asked, with a glance of suspicion,
"'Lady, have I a rival?'
"Olinska answered not, and arose to leave the apartment, when Praxin
quickly intercepted her, and fell upon his knees.
"'Olinska, you shall not leave me thus!' he exclaimed, in tones hoarse
with excitement. 'If love will not incline you to accept me, let
ambition do it. _I have the power to place you on the throne of
Russia_, if you but say the word; your own countrymen, the refugees
from Sweden, and twenty thousand discontented serfs will rise at my
bidding; the navy is mine, and, by a wave of the hand, I can become an
Emperor.'
"With a look of the most unmitigated disdain, the lady regarded the
supplicant at her feet.
"'I will not parley longer with a _traitor_,' she said, in tones so
cold and piercing that he involuntarily recoiled from her, and she
walked from the apartment with a queenly air.
"'I'll be revenged for this,' muttered the discarded suitor, as, with a
frowning brow, he took his departure.
"Then forth sprang Orloff from his place of concealment, with a smile
of no ordinary magnitude distorting his little face.
"'Good! and now for the Countess!' he exclaimed, following the Admiral.
"Meanwhile, Nicholas had wandered about the city in a most pitiable
state of apprehension, and was about to rush madly to the hotel of the
Countess, when he beheld the dwarf hastening toward him, carrying a
letter at arm's length.
"'Here--from the Countess,' ejaculated Orloff, panting for breath, and
handing him the missive. Nicholas hastily tore it open, and read:
"'DEAR NICHOLAS:--Olinska has had an interview with the Admiral, and,
from its results, I fear the worst. Have a chaise and four, at the
private door of my hotel before sunset to-day. You may trust Orloff.
"'In haste, WALEWSKI.'
"'Shall I engage the conveyance?' asked the dwarf, with a grin.
"'Yes! I will trust you,' replied the excited officer.
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