Four days of consultation and work, and the plan was complete. The
governor had demanded its first requisite to be that it should make him
seem guiltless of complicity in the escape. Among the prison guards
were two of his creatures of such dark records that, should they turn
against him, their word would count for nothing. For a thousand rubles
each these two gladly undertook the roles of scapegoats. At the hour
set for the escape they were to be the watch before Borodin’s cell; a
guard’s uniform was to be smuggled in to him; and, aided by a clever
disposition of the prison forces which would keep all eyes off the cell
for a few moments, he would be whisked out at the time of the changing
of the guard and would march away as one of the relieved watch, and so
out of the Fortress. A sleigh would be in readiness to carry him to
the house in Three Saints’ Court, where he would change his guard’s
clothing for a disguise, and from thence he would immediately set out
for the German frontier. As for the two guards, they would straightway
take to flight and would be far over the Finnish border before Governor
Delwig made his discovery of the escape.
The plan had dozens of details, and Sonya and Drexel were ever on the
move--always on their guard to avoid a sudden meeting with Captain
Nadson. But though Drexel’s every hour was filled his mind went more
than once to his relatives at the Hotel Europe, and he reached one
definite decision regarding Alice’s approaching marriage. The hour
this escape was consummated (two days before the day set for the
wedding) he would return to his hotel, share with uncle, aunt and
cousin the secret of Berloff’s position and character, and do whatever
else might be needed to save his cousin from that arch-villain. In
the meantime, to still any possible uneasiness, he wrote a letter to
his uncle stating that he would be back from Moscow in time for the
wedding, and this he sent to a friend in Moscow to be mailed.
These days made a deep impression on Drexel. He was in constant contact
and coöperation with men and women whom he had to admire, yet whose
ideals were the exact opposite of those that had ruled his life till
two weeks before. Self-interest did not enter into their thought; their
ideas, their energies, their very lives, were all directed to the
interest of the people. Living in the midst of this fire of devotion,
he felt for an instant now and then that a strange new fire was being
kindled in him; but in the tense activity he did not analyze the
impression made upon him, indeed he was not wholly conscious of it. He
was stirred, he was busy--that was all.
Of another matter he was more conscious. His love made him sensible to
every change in Sonya’s manner to him. She was engrossed with the plan
for her brother’s deliverance; yet little things, the way she looked
at him, the way she spoke to him, made him daringly hope that her
comradely feeling might be turning to something more.
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