The Story of a Siberian Exile; Followed by a Narrative of Recent Events in PolandPiotrowski, Rufin
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The Story of a Siberian Exile; Followed by a Narrative of Recent Events in Poland
Piotrowski, Rufin
Exiles -- Russia (Federation) -- Siberia; Polish question; Prisons -- Russia (Federation) -- Siberia
‘It is a serious matter,’ said the one; ‘a political business. They
have arrested twenty people in the town already this morning (he gave
the names), and orders have been sent out to the country, and all on
account of this foreigner, who, they say, is come here to intrigue
against the Tzar, and who is accredited by some other power, England
or France--the devil knows which! They do not speak very well either
of President Abaza; if anything happens to him it will be a pity,
for he is an honest man; but I must say that at _his_ age it _was_
an odd idea to wish to learn French! Much he is like to make by his
French lessons!’... ‘What a pity! what a pity to be sure!’ answered
the other one; ‘when this gentleman came here nine months ago I was
ordered to watch him, as we do every new comer. I dogged his steps, I
compassed him about on every side; but his conduct was so very open,
his relations with both Russians and Poles so frank, and he appeared
to me to be so really inoffensive, that at last I lost sight of him;
and it seems he was a very pretty fellow after all, and now another
man has been down upon him, and will claim the reward! Now I call
_that_ having no luck! Scoundrel that he is! bah! what a pity, what a
pity to be sure!’... I could not help being amused at the strange way
in which this poor wretch condoled with himself for having lost the
opportunity of bringing about my ruin; but the rest of the information
which I extracted from their talk gave, if possible, a graver turn
to my thoughts. I could no longer doubt that many persons had been
arrested on my account; but the names which I had just heard repeated
belonged to such different classes of my acquaintances that I discerned
in them at least one source of hope. They were evidently groping in the
dark as yet, and arresting right and left, while suspicions reached as
far, or rather were as far astray, as Monsieur Abaza! In another point
of view I imitated the naive cynicism of my police official, and was
quite ready to rejoice at the trouble in which I had landed the worthy
President of the Chamber of Finance. If indeed the Russians whom I knew
were to be implicated in the trial, the affair would get into a strange
confusion, and who knows then whether my accomplices might not benefit
by the perfect innocence of the others, which would certainly soon be
made manifest?
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