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RASPUTIN AND THE EMPRESS

THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH. THURSDAY,

Rasputin might even become a man of wealth and power. It was long time before he answered Natasha. Then he sold:

As he said this, he turned to hor and suid in an impressive tone of voice:

AUGUST. 3, 1933.

"And what are you doing here?". lie interrogated, laughing.

"Ah, I have been keeping a ron- handsome dezvous with such a man," she teased him..

She laughed, then said in a low voico:

"Now behold God's love l' Bending over the boy, he wakes- "I can give you no hope for the

Paul, the commanding officer of God, he bent still Iler Imperial Majesty's Chevallor neur future. There is too much fed him, apeko to him softly, then misery in Holy Russia. The people calling upon Adapted by BIANCO E. JONES from the M.G.M. Picture.

ery out beneath the hard heels of further until his eyes were no more Guards and himself the Prince their oppressors. I can give you thun an inch from the eyes of the Chogodieff, cocked a quizzical eye tive that you have lost."

this way, murmuring left. CHAPTER ONE

"No.

It is the plight of Russia no help and no hope until the Tear wounded boy. For a moment he re-at the tenement which she had fuat "Your lover lives in a palace," he and his Uncles give help and hope mained

monotonous phrases which Natasha Then ho Before a tumbledown house in that brings me here."

could not overhear.

Bald. "What is Russia's plight?" he to the miseries of their people." one of the meanest streets in the

"But he loves them-I know."

straightened up and motional to "Isn't to-morrow. the day slum quarters of Moscow an gle-asked.

He interrupted her:

her to look at the boy. She did so. gant carriage waited, glossy with that the court celebrates the three

"Come with me." of the

He was breathing easily, his eyes high polish and glistening with hundredth anniversary

Two blooded Romanoff reign? Surely there is silver trimmings. horses, fretting, and stamping in no need for grief at such a festi-

closed in a gentle sleep and already blood was flowing back into the

"It is a miracle aristocratic impatience stood before) val."

"It is something I sense rather

anguished checks it, and a coachman and footman, smart in now liveries and cockaded than know," she told him. "Give somo, hope for the future, hats, sat on the box. The sleek me horses, dapper servants and bright Father Gregory." carriage were, sorely in contrast with the drab street and the miser able house before which they were standing.

Father Gregory, born a peasant, bred a monk, and practicing as a false priest and prophet in the poor- est quarter of Moscow, felt a In a room on the second floor of stirring of mounting ambition. the house an even more striking This woman was of the court. If contrast could be seen. Sented at he could practice his strange powers either side of a greasy deal table upon her, relieve her mind, then were two people. The first, young, perhaps she would bring others to beautiful woman of the court, aséo him. He could wring fat fees them. It would be better and the Emprcas. from lady-in-waiting to The second was a tremendous man than floccing servant iris with a huge black beard Howing drunken horsegrooms. And, per- hape, who could tell, Gregory over a massive chest.

The Lady-in-Waiting. Natasha, would have stood out in any gath-f

beautiful, Her ering. She was

pale blonde hair and the light blue) of her eyes were of the sort that 114 "St. the Russians describe

But unlike] Petersburg blonde." most fair women there was char- acter, courage and dignity in her even features and intelligence in her eyes.

As for the man, if was the fierce. compelling gleam of his eyes that, impressed one. And these! eyes, glowing as he spoke, were fastened on the eyes of the lady Not once who sat opposite him.

while he spoke with her did they waver or go down before her clear. direct gaze.

In a professionally paternal tone! which, seemed to soften his gruff voice, he was speaking to her.

"Who sent you to me, my child?" "Maria Feodorovna, my pl nurse," she answered simply,

"I sve.

And what did Marin Feodorovun say that I could do for you, my little one?" the black- bearded man asked.

"Nothing, Father Grégory."

The man laughed with a short,

ugly catch of his breath.

"Few people come here who wunt. nothing from me," he said. "Why did you come here?"

"Father Gregory-believe me--I came only for guidance."

The sneer on the bearded lips WAY plainly evident to her when he said:

"Ah. An unfortunate love affair eb? Even the ladies of the court dif- sometimes have their little ficulties, ha?"

"No.--It was-no-unfortunate, Jove affair that brought me here. I came because Maria Feodorovna told me that of all the Holy mon she has known, only you could lift the clouds of doubt and sadness from one's Koul.'

And what sadness afflicts you?" he asked. "You look sound and healthy. Perhaps it is a dear rela

Parting a curtain hanging in a broken doorway, he led her into an other room. There a young boy, no more than twelve years old, lay A bloody bandage around moaning on a plic of straw in the corner. his head gave a clue to his pain.

"There is how the Taar loves his dear people," Rasputin said. "This He brashed boy was hawking papers on the Nevaky Prospect. ngainst a police officer by accident. A Cossack slashed at him with his sabre, Without God's aid the boy will die."

"Oh," Natasha, exclaimed. "It can't be. There must have been an accident."

"So it was reported. But it was no accident. It was the Tsar's love for his people."

"I love no one but you, Paul." "Not the Taar, nor the Empress, nor the Imperial children, nor Rus she exclaimed.sla?" he asked.

"Yes. I love them, too. I'd give "God be praised the monk snid

my life for them. But that's a dif simply.

A quarter of an hour later, Na-ferent sort of love: It's a love tasha, firm in her bellef that she that's been bred in my bones, but

the street in my heart." cles, stepped out into

He pressed her hand tenderly. had discovered a worker of mira-my love for you is all my own-it's "And you love the people of Rus- again. Her carriage was waiting for hor, and drawn up beside it man dressed in the grey fatigue to so foul a place to distribute was a motor-cor. In it sat a young ala too, or else you would not come uniform of the Chevalier Guarde. alma." car and came forward to kiss her He smiled as He got out of the

hand.

"Paul" she exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

Quickly, she corrected him, "That's not why I am here." "Ah. I forgot the handsome lover.

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