“Pardon me, Your Excellency, but I was to request you to examine it at
once.”
The general opened the envelope and read.
“It is with extreme regret that we find it advisable to remove you
temporarily from office and place you under domiciliary arrest until
six o’clock to-morrow morning. During this period you are not to
communicate with anyone whatever, by speech or writing, except your
guards who will be with you constantly.
“There is no desire to dishonour you. If you will submit yourself
quietly to this order, and will promise to make no effort to break
its provisions, only the bearer of the order and his two lieutenants
need accompany you. No attention will be attracted and the fact of
your temporary restraint will never reach the public.
“NICHOLAS.”
The general stood there in the snow and stared at the paper. All his
blood seemed to flow out of him.
His way to the Czar was blocked--blocked by the Czar’s own hand. He
could not even send the intended reprieve. He was as helpless as though
bound and gagged.
And his children would die under his own death warrants!
He knew the power he served too well not to know that his only course
was submission. If he did not go quietly, he would go under a heavy
guard, and the only difference would be the public disgrace.
He pulled himself together with a great effort and pocketed the order.
“I will go with you,” he said to the captain.
The captain saluted.
The prince touched his pocket. “You know the contents of this?”
“I know only my orders.” He again saluted. “Shall I ride with you?”
“If you please.”
The captain gave his horse to one of his men to be led, and the two got
into the sleigh. The prince then remembered that his children would be
expecting every minute up to the last the reprieve that now was not to
come. They ought to be spared that long suspense with its climax of
disappointment, but he knew it was useless to ask to speak with them.
He was aware that the governor was behind them, though he pretended
ignorance of the fact. “I was examining two condemned prisoners,” he
remarked to the captain, but for the governor’s ear. “They asked a
slight favour of me which I promised to consider. Will you have one of
your men tell the governor to inform them that I can do nothing for
them.”
“I will see they are told,” eagerly put in the governor.
The captain looked as if he half considered this to be a breach of
orders; but the prince gave him no chance to object.
“Let us start,” he said quickly.
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