1933-08-07 — Page 3

RASPUTIN AND THE EMPRESS

Adapted by BIANCO E. JONES from the M.G.M, Picture.

On Saturday our story ended with Prince, but many poured through, clinging Paul and the Grand Duke Igor un their *** to the car, running ahead of it with

mad shouts,

So are the Tuar.

NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

CHAPTER FOUR'

As the car bearing the Prince and the Grand Duke approached the Imperial Palace, Paul and the Grand Duke Igor were aware of n Inrge crowd that surged about the Saviour's Gate. The chauffeur had to brake his machine and proceed slowly, continually honking his horn to clear a way. Finally the press of people grew so thick that it was impossible to proceed further. A sentry, standing with a cordon of his fellows to hold the crowd back from the gate, observed their plight and painted it out to the officer in charge of the guard detail. Quick- ly, this officer formed his men into a solid front, then, using the butta: of their rifles, the soldiers waded

In one of the more intimato rooms of the Kremlin, the Emperor Nicplal looked up from his writing knock sounded at the door. The little Tsarevitch lay face down on the floor, un elaborate water colour paint box before him, a dozen sheets of white paper scattered on the floor, around him. The Em- press was sewing, and from time to time she paused to watch her Emperor son at his play. The frowned at the interruption.

"Yes?"

Igor entered. Prince Paul re- mained standing at attention Just outside the room.

kindly, taking Igor's hand. "Poor "Uncle, I'm sorry," Nicolal snid Sergei .

"Did you get our message?" the

Igor bowed stifly.

through the crowd, pushing the peo-Empress asked Igor. ple back to right and left so that the Prince's car could make entry into the Kremliu.

"What is tila canaille doing here?" the Grand Duke asked, his lps curling disdainfully as they passed through the crowd.

I expect that they have come to pay their respects to the Imperial family," Paul said. "After all, this is the three-hundredth anniversary of the Romanoffs,"

"A strange way to pay respects," Igor said, looking out through the closed windows of the ear at the milling, shouting mob. They role slowly past enthusiastic faces, way- ng arms, hurrying mirn, women, children. The mob surged forward |

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your behaviour, I'm going to reltaveus-Catherine-was usually called you of your command. You must the Grout," he said sunvely. realize 'you're a soldier, subject to The Empress flashed him a grote your superiors."

ful smilo. Paul returned it. Igor quickly apologized.

Paul was pale with the injustice of the affair. He controlled him- self with difficulty.

"May I explain, Your Majesty 7" "No! You can apologize!" was. the abrupt reply,

Paul turned to Igor, and brought his heels together sharply.

"The Colonel of Her Majesty's

Chevalier Guards brings his apolo- gies for insubordination while Your Imperial Highness was assuming the duties of public executioner,"

to dissolve it."

"Yot I am always naked to res- tore It," The Tsar sold thoughtful- ly.

A knock at the door interrupted "I meant no disrespect," he ex-thom. At Nicolai's command, the plained, "but you have never un-Grand Duke Boris, a blood relative derstood the Russian temperament. of the Tsar, entered. He remained Moderation may be all right in Gor-near the door. many. It is fatal here.'

"I'm glad I found you, Igor," he "It's never been tried here," she said testily. "Do you realizo answered inexorably.

what's going on outside?"

Looks of apprehension appeared on their faces. l'aut relieved the

tenslan.

"What If instead of niy brother," Igor played his trump card, "It had been your son?"

The Empress shuddered. She "The crowd?" he asked caslly, trombled a litle as she said slowly:"oh, they're just celebrating."

"What a cruel man you really are, "Weren't they told the ceremon Igor."

Tho Tsar stopped his pacing.nervously.

tes were over?" The Taar naked Earnestly, he said:

"How can we

"They're demanding the Tsare- repair this mag-vitch," Boris told them. "It seems sucre of yours? We have to do they were told he would appear—,” something at once-something that

"He will not appear," the Em will reach the people before this press said quickly. does-and take the taste out of their mouths."

Igor glared at Paul. Furious, the Grand Duko turned to the Taar, and in a choked voice, spluttered:

"This is an insult. Ideniand his arrest."

The Tsar stood up and faced the Grand Duke.

"What's this about an execu- tion 7"

"For

the assassination of my brother and your uncle," Igor an-

tion should be taken," the Tsar said Bwered defiantly.

"It is for me to decide what ne-said suggestively.

decisively.

"This called for Immediate ac- tion," Igor told the Tear of all the Russians. "Under martial law, I

"Thank you. I haven't been home. I won't be a moment," sheeted within my rights." wald and came closer to the Tsar.

The Tsur asked quietly: "How many are dead?" "I don't know," was the curt

“Nicon” Ixor gnid, "how long te

have to stand insolence and in-swer. nubordination from your court fa- vourites?"

"Who is it this time?" asked the Tsar.

"Prince Paul ChegodiefT.” "Shall I leave?" the Empress asked her husband quietly.

Nicolal gestured in the negative. He regarded Igor with rising irrita- tion. The Empress signalled for the Tsarevitch to leave the room.

"What has Paul done?" the Tsar demanded.

"For ten years they have been asking for representation," Paul

Igor ancered. "That's right. then say we're sorry, our knees."

Kill them, and Get down on

Paul remained cool. "I was talking about representa- tion, Your Highness," he repented. "They've had representation," an-Igor_inslsted. "What do you call

the Dume?"

Boris shifted from foot to foot.

he warned. "It's the only

"They're beginning to get ugly,” we'll get them out."

Way

The Empress walked slowly to the door. She stopped and faced them. Her voice welled with emotion as she said hysterically:

"You're not going to wave my son at the crowd after what happened to Sergei."

She turned again and walked from the room. Hastily, they followed. She faced them again.

"Can't you find someone bigger to hide behind?" she cried. "We're always holding him between us and the crowd: Well, he's not a sacred imaget He's my son, and heir to the throne!"

The Tsar looked from Igor to

"The Duma? I'd call it what you Paul.

intended it to be: a puppet con- "Twelve-fifteen," Paul said hesi-gress! Without power to act, with tantly. "Four of them are women,” out courage to speak for those they he added,

were supposed to represent. You "After all our promises of re-permitted no one to be elected to

Will the Tarevitch's precious form, the Tsar said accusingly to that Duma who wouldn't stack the life be risked for the safety of the Igor.

cards in favour of the nobility. thronet Bat they started this killing."The stench was so great you had

(To Be Continued) Igor argued. "Let me alone. Your grandfather never hesitated. And there were no assassinations in his reign."

in their fury of devotion to the littl "He's been insolent; he disobeyed The Tanr began to pace the floor Tsarevitch, whose name they shout-erders, he was grossly insubordin- nervously. He remained silent, ed out again and again,

ate in the presence of others.".

deep in thought. The Empress had "All right, I'll punish him." Nico-anid nothing. Now she spoke, lai said resignedly.

"A treacherous scum who cheers ne day and throws a bomb the next," Igor said with disgust. 1e) leaned hack in his seat and puffed at his cigarette.

"This is another century, Igor," she said sharply., "It will put us back twenty years in the eyes of Europe."

"That's what you said last time." Igor persisted. "Now, I know he's your little pet. But if I am to con- Linue as Governor General of Mon- cow, I am not going to be made a fanee. de-fool" of "by n Colonel of your

Guards."

""Did you ever make an effort to thluk why?" Paul asked.

Igor remained silent, looking risively at the Prince.

Paul continued:

"It only happens when those whom they cheer disappoint them bitterly."

The guards swung open the gate, and the official automobile drove through. The sentries attempted to close the doors upon the crowd,

"Call him in," the Empress said. Igor walked over to the door. "Colonel Chegodieff," he called

out.

Paul stepped in smartly and stood at attention. The Tsar forced an air of severity.

"If I hear one more criticism of

The Grand Duke showed annoy-

"My dear Empress," he said with polite venom, "or would you rather be called Kaiserin?"

The insult was obvious. The Em- peror stopped short. and wheeled about.

"Igor!" he exclaimed warningly, Prince Paul was quickly to inter-

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