The Princess Tarakanova: A Dark Chapter of Russian HistoryDanilevskii, G. P. (Grigorii Petrovich)
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The Princess Tarakanova: A Dark Chapter of Russian History
Danilevskii, G. P. (Grigorii Petrovich)
Tarakanova, Elizaveta, 1745-1775 -- Fiction
“Well now, you see, should the Empress Ekaterina be willing to act
conscientiously and without strife peacefully to divide the empire
with me,”--the Princess uttered this very slowly and distinctly,--“I
am ready to agree to anything in reason. I will give up to her the
north, with Petersburg, all the Baltic provinces, and all the province
of Moscow. I shall retain for myself the Caucasus--practically all the
south--oh! I love the south--and part of the west. Oh! be quite sure
I shall respect a peaceful division. I shall be quite satisfied with
the arrangement. I shall people my dominions; I shall arrange all in
my own Fatherland. You will see I am a _masteritsa_.[13] First of all,
of course, I shall arrange matters in Oukraine and Poland. Of course
you are from Oukraine?” she asked me suddenly, fixing her eyes on me;
“and I passed my childhood there. In case Ekaterina should not agree,”
continued she, frowning, “of course, nothing remains for me but to try
the force of arms. I intend going to Constantinople, to the Sultan.
He expects me. I shall lead his army on to the Balkans, and on the
borders of the Danube shall meet the army of Ekaterina. Then I will
have my revenge. I shall find enough people willing to help me; all the
discontented--for instance, the commodore of the fleet,--Orloff! Eh!
what do you say to that?”
“Orloff!” I repeated in amazement.
“Of course; he himself. You are astonished, eh?” answered the Princess,
fanning herself and looking me boldly in the face. “Yes; what do you
say to that?”
“Excuse me, Your Grace, but I cannot help speaking out my earnest
conviction that all this is but a child’s dream. On what do you found
your hopes of such--excuse me the expression--such treason from the
count?”
“Treason!”--cried out the Princess, suddenly reddening; “but, of
course, you must be excused. You were so long a prisoner, there is a
great deal for you to learn”; and she contemptuously smiled, nervously
playing with her fan. “The power and the influence of the Orloffs have
greatly fallen; their sworn and hidden foes, the Pânins,[14] are now
in the ascendency. The empress’s favourite, Gregory Orloff, allow me
to tell you, has been already replaced by another; he, in his anger,
broke off the negotiations begun with the Sultan, and flew from the
banks of the Danube to Petersburg. But he was not received at court,
but exiled to Revel. Ah! you are astonished. Well, learn still further.
Your chief, Count Alexis Orloff, his feelings as a brother insulted,
no longer hides his opinions: he is ripe for revenge; and there is
no doubt, of course, that he can be very useful to me. You see, what
news! I have already sent a letter to the Count Alexis, and a short
manifesto.”
“A manifesto! but what about?”
“If Orloff decides on taking my part, I advise him then to proclaim my
manifesto to the fleet, take me on board, and stand up for my rights.”
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