Rezanov by Gertrude Franklin Horn Atherton
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garment. His eyes were glaring and the extended
tip of his nose worked like a knife trying to leap from its sheath. But although he occasionally ven- tured upon a retort when goaded too far in conver- sation, he was able to curb his just indignation when the Chamberlain was in a bad temper. In that vague gray under winking stars in their last watch, Rez- anov seemed to tower six feet above him. "Excellency," he murmured. "Well?" "My--my specimens." "Your what?" "The cause of science is very dear to me, Excel- lency." "So it is to me--in its proper place. Were those skins yours?" His voice became very suave. "I am sorry you should have fatigued yourself for noth- ing, but I am forced to remind you that this is not an expedition undertaken for the promotion of nat- ural history. I am not violating my part in the con- tract, I believe. Upon our arrival at Sitka you are at liberty to remain as my guest and make use of the first boat that sails for this colony; but for the present I beg that you will limit yourself to the re- |
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