Rezanov by Gertrude Franklin Horn Atherton
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weather-beaten self was not yet insensible to the
rare visitation of winged darts tipped with honey. But the situation was one of the most embarrassing he had ever been called upon to face, and perhaps for the first time in his direct and honest life his resolution was shaken in a crisis. "Believe me, your excellency, I appreciate the honor you have done my house, and I will add with all my heart that never have I liked a man more. But--Mother of God! Mother of God!" Rezanov took out his cigarette case, a superb bit of Russian enamel, graven with the Imperial arms, and a parting gift from his Tsar. He passed it to his host, who had developed a preference for Rus- sian cigarettes. "There are other things to consider besides the happiness of your daughter and myself," he re- marked. "This alliance would mean the consolida- tion of Spanish and Russian interests on the Pacific coast. It would mean the protection of California in the almost certain event of 'American' aggres- sion. And I hear that a courier brought word again yesterday that the Russian and the Spanish fleets had sailed for these waters. I do not believe a word of it; but should it be true, I would remind you of two things: that I have the powers of the Tsar him- self in this part of the world, and that the Russian |
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