I trembled and asked what he was going to do.He said he was going to drive quietly through all parts of the city, in order to show the Muscovites that a governor appointed according to law by the Little Father and who had in his conscience only the sense that he had done his full duty was not to be intimidated.It was nearly four o'clock, toward the end of a winter day that had been clear and bright, but very cold.I wrapped myself in my furs and took my seat beside him, and he said, 'This is fine, Matrena; this will have a great effect on these imbeciles.' So we started.At first we drove along the Naberjnaia.The sleigh glided like the wind.The general hit the driver a heavy blow in the back, crying, 'Slower, fool; they will think we are afraid,' and so the horses were almost walking when, passing behind the Church of Protection and intercession, we reached the Place Rouge.Until then the few passers-by had looked at us, and as they recognized him, hurried along to keep him in view.At the Place Rouge there was only a little knot of women kneeling before the Virgin.As soon as these women saw us and recognized the equipage of the Governor, they dispersed like a flock of crows, with frightened cries.Feodor laughed so hard that as we passed under the vault of the Virgin his laugh seemed to shake the stones.I felt reassured, monsieur.Our promenade continued without any remarkable incident.The city was almost deserted.Everything lay prostrated under the awful blow of that battle in the street.Feodor said, 'Ah, they give me a wide berth; they do not know how much I love them," and all through that promenade he said many more charming and delicate things to me.
"As we were talking pleasantly under our furs we came to la Place Koudrinsky, la rue Koudrinsky, to be exact.It was just four o'clock, and a light mist had commenced to mix with the sifting snow, and the houses to right and left were visible only as masses of shadow.We glided over the snow like a boat along the river in foggy calm.Then, suddenly, we heard piercing cries and saw shadows of soldiers rushing around, with movements that looked larger than human through the mist; their short whips looked enormous as they knocked some other shadows that we saw down like logs.The general stopped the sleigh and got out to see what was going on.I got out with him.They were soldiers of the famous Semenowsky regiment, who had two prisoners, a young man and a child.The child was being beaten on the nape of the neck.It writhed on the ground and cried in torment.It couldn't have been more than nine years old.The other, the young man, held himself up and marched along without a single cry as the thongs fell brutally upon him.I was appalled.
I did not give my husband time to open his mouth before I called to the subaltern who commanded the detachment, 'You should be ashamed to strike a child and a Christian like that, which cannot defend itself.' The general told him the same thing.Then the subaltern told us that the little child had just killed a lieutenant in the street by firing a revolver, which he showed us, and it was the biggest one I ever have seen, and must have been as heavy for that infant to lift as a small cannon.It was unbelievable.
"'And the other,' demanded the general; 'what has he done?'
"'He is a dangerous student,' replied the subaltern, 'who has delivered himself up as a prisoner because he promised the landlord of the house where he lives that he would do it to keep the house from being battered down with cannon.'
"'But that is right of him.Why do you beat him?'
"'Because he has told us he is a dangerous student.'
"'That is no reason,' Feodor told him.'He will be shot if he deserves it, and the child also, but I forbid you to beat him.You have not been furnished with these whips in order to beat isolated prisoners, but to charge the crowd when it does not obey the governor's orders.In such a case you are ordered "Charge," and you know what to do.You understand?' Feodor said roughly.'Iam General Trebassof, your governor.'
"Feodor was thoroughly human in saying this.Ah, well, he was badly ecompensed for it, very badly, I tell you.The student was truly dangerous, because he had no sooner heard my husband say, 'I am General Trebassof, your governor,' than he cried, 'Ah, is it you, Trebassoff' and drew a revolver from no one knows where and fired straight at the general, almost against his breast.But the general was not hit, happily, nor I either, who was by him and had thrown myself onto the student to disarm him and then was tossed about at the feet of the soldiers in the battle they waged around the student while the revolver was going off.Three soldiers were killed.You can understand that the others were furious.They raised me with many excuses and, all together, set to kicking the student in the loins and striking at him as he lay on the ground.The subaltern struck his face a blow that might have blinded him.Feodor hit the officer in the head with his fist and called, 'Didn't you hear what I said?' The officer fell under the blow and Feodor himself carried him to the sleigh and laid him with the dead men.Then he took charge of the soldiers and led them to the barracks.I followed, as a sort of after-guard.We returned to the palace an hour later.
It was quite dark by then, and almost at the entrance to the palace we were shot at by a group of revolutionaries who passed swiftly in two sleighs and disappeared in the darkness so fast that they could not be overtaken.I had a ball in my toque.The general had not been touched this time either, but our furs were ruined by the blood of the dead soldiers which they had forgotten to clean out of the sleigh.That was the first attempt, which meant little enough, after all, because it was fighting in the open.It was some days later that they commenced to try assassination."At this moment Ermolai brought in four bottles of champagne and Thaddeus struck lightly on the piano.
