Jules Verne Fullscreen Mikhail Strogov (1876)

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We shall then be able to drive off these barbarian hordes, and it will not be my fault if they do not pay dearly for this invasion of the Muscovite territory.”

“Your Highness knows that all the population of Irkutsk may be relied on,” said General Voranzoff.

“Yes, general,” replied the Grand Duke, “and I do justice to their patriotism.

Thanks to God, they have not yet been subjected to the horrors of epidemic and famine, and I have reason to hope that they will escape them; but I cannot admire their courage on the ramparts enough.

You hear my words, Sir Merchant, and I beg you to repeat such to them.”

“I thank your Highness in the name of the town,” answered the merchant chief.

“May I ask you what is the most distant date when we may expect the relieving army?”

“Six days at most, sir,” replied the Grand Duke.

“A brave and clever messenger managed this morning to get into the town, and he told me that fifty thousand Russians under General Kisselef, are advancing by forced marches.

Two days ago, they were on the banks of the Lena, at Kirensk, and now, neither frost nor snow will keep them back.

Fifty thousand good men, taking the Tartars on the flank, will soon set us free.”

“I will add,” said the chief of the merchants, “that we shall be ready to execute your orders, any day that your Highness may command a sortie.”

“Good, sir,” replied the Grand Duke.

“Wait till the heads of the relieving columns appear on the heights, and we will speedily crush these invaders.”

Then turning to General Voranzoff,

“To-morrow,” said he, “we will visit the works on the right bank.

Ice is drifting down the Angara, which will not be long in freezing, and in that case the Tartars might perhaps cross.”

“Will your Highness allow me to make an observation?” said the chief of the merchants.

“Do so, sir.”

“I have more than once seen the temperature fall to thirty and forty degrees below zero, and the Angara has still carried down drifting ice without entirely freezing.

This is no doubt owing to the swiftness of its current.

If therefore the Tartars have no other means of crossing the river, I can assure your Highness that they will not enter Irkutsk in that way.”

The governor-general confirmed this assertion.

“It is a fortunate circumstance,” responded the Grand Duke.

“Nevertheless, we must hold ourselves ready for any emergency.”

He then, turning towards the head of the police, asked,

“Have you nothing to say to me, sir?”

“I have your Highness,” answered the head of police, “a petition which is addressed to you through me.”

“Addressed by whom?”

“By the Siberian exiles, whom, as your Highness knows, are in the town to the number of five hundred.”

The political exiles, distributed over the province, had been collected in Irkutsk, from the beginning of the invasion.

They had obeyed the order to rally in the town, and leave the villages where they exercised their different professions, some doctors, some professors, either at the Gymnasium, or at the Japanese School, or at the School of Navigation.

The Grand Duke, trusting like the Czar in their patriotism, had armed them, and they had thoroughly proved their bravery.

“What do the exiles ask?” said the Grand Duke.

“They ask the consent of your Highness,” answered the head of police, “to their forming a special corps and being placed in the front of the first sortie.”

“Yes,” replied the Grand Duke with an emotion which he did not seek to hide, “these exiles are Russians, and it is their right to fight for their country!”

“I believe I may assure your Highness,” said the governor-general, “you will have no better soldiers.”

“But they must have a chief,” said the Grand Duke, “who will he be?”

“They wish to recommend to your Highness,” said the head of police, “one of their number, who has distinguished himself on several occasions.”

“Is he a Russian?”

“Yes, a Russian from the Baltic provinces.”

“His name?”

“Is Wassili Fedor.”

This exile was Nadia’s father.

Wassili Fedor, as we have already said, followed his profession of a medical man in Irkutsk.

He was clever and charitable, and also possessed the greatest courage and most sincere patriotism.

All the time which he did not devote to the sick he employed in organizing the defense.

It was he who had united his companions in exile in the common cause.

The exiles, till then mingled with the population, had behaved in such a way as to draw on themselves the attention of the Grand Duke.

In several sorties, they had paid with their blood their debt to holy Russia—holy as they believe, and adored by her children!