Alexandra, Empress, consort of Nicholas II, Emperor of Russia, 1872-1918
had been almost impossible, but I had dropped into an uneasy slumber
soon after dawn. I dressed at once, hoping to be ready for the Empress,
but she was before me, and at half-past eight she entered the red
drawing-room. We went at once to the Grand Duchesses, and drank our
_café au lait_ in their room. The Empress told me that she had wired
repeatedly to the Tsar, but had received no reply. Later in the morning
she received Count Benckendorff and Colonel Grotten, who informed her
that matters were becoming more alarming and that the Garde Equipage had
better remain inside the Palace, as there was a report that the mob,
supported by the Duma, was even now marching on Tsarkoe.
The Empress immediately consented; she was really delighted at the
thought of having the Garde Equipage at the Palace, and the Grand
Duchesses were frankly overjoyed. “It’s just like being on the yacht
again,” they said. The Garde Equipage, which was now augmented by the
Mixed Guard, and by sentinels taken from the Cossack Convoi, took up its
quarters outside the Palace and in the vast souterrains. One part of the
Palace was arranged as an ambulance station. We were very busy, but the
Grand Duchesses made light of danger and showed none of our agitation.
The Empress was always awaiting a reply to her telegrams. None came.
Tuesday was a day of general unrest. It seemed as if the weather were in
sympathy with man’s savage mood. The blue sky of Monday had vanished, an
icy blizzard swept around the Palace, and a north wind drove the deep
snow into still deeper drifts. In the afternoon, on my way back from
seeing Anna, I encountered Baroness Ysa Büxhoevgen on one of the
corridors. She was almost running and she seemed very much disturbed. “I
must see the Empress,” she said. “I’ve just come from Tsarkoe Selo (the
town): everything is awful--they say there is mutiny and dissatisfaction
amongst the troops.” Ysa’s terror was general: panic seized the dwellers
in the Palace, but none of the servants left us. Mlle Schneider’s maids,
it is true, fled, but they came back again the next day.
The Empress was very anxious to see the Grand Duke Paul, but I believe
that at first there was some misunderstanding, as the Grand Duke thought
that etiquette demanded that the Empress should ask _him_, and he
declared that he would not come unless she did. I had received a hint of
this, so, when next I saw the Empress, I suggested that perhaps the
Grand Duke was waiting for her invitation.... This had not occurred to
the Empress; she told me to ’phone at once and ask the Grand Duke to
come and see her after dinner.
I was placed, unwillingly, in a very awkward predicament. I had no
official position at Court, but the Empress seemed to think that my duty
was to act as her mouthpiece, and to assume an authority which I was far
from desiring.
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