Delphi Complete Works of Oscar Wilde (Illustrated)

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Authors: Oscar Wilde
). I should be more alarmed for myself.
     
    Czar. The Governor of Archangel shot in his own courtyard by a woman! I’m not safe here. I’m not safe anywhere, with that she devil of the revolution, Vera Sabouroff, here in Moscow. Prince Paul, is that woman still here?
     
    Prince Paul. They tell me she was at the Grand Duke’s ball last night. I can hardly believe that; but she certainly had intended to leave for Novgorod to-day, Sire. The police were watching every train for her; but, for some reason or other, she did not go. Some traitor must have warned her. But I shall catch her yet. A chase after a beautiful woman is always exciting.
     
    Czar. You must hunt her down with bloodhounds, and when she is taken I shall hew her limb from limb. I shall stretch her on the rack till her pale white body is twisted and curled like paper in the fire.
     
    Prince Paul. Oh, we shall have another hunt immediately for her, Sire! Prince Alexis will assist us, I am sure.
     
    Czare. You never require any assistance to ruin a woman, Prince Paul.
     
    Czar. Vera, the Nihilist, in Moscow! O God,were it not better to die at once the dog’s death they plot for me than to live as I live now! Never to sleep, or, if I do, to dream such horrid dreams that Hell itself were peace when matched with them. To trust none but those I have bought, to buy none worth trusting! To see a traitor in every smile, poison in every dish, a dagger in every hand! To lie awake at night, listening from hour to hour for the stealthy creeping of the murderer, for the laying of the damned mine! You are all spies! you are all spies! You worst of all — you, my own son! Which of you is it who hides these bloody proclamations under my own pillow, or at the table where I sit? Which of ye all is the Judas who betrays me? O God! O God! methinks there was a time once, in our war with England, when nothing could make me afraid. ( This with more calm and pathos. ) I have ridden into the crimson heart of war, and borne back an eagle which those wild islanders had taken from us. Men said I was brave then. My father gave me the Iron Cross of valour. Oh, could he see me now with this coward’s livery ever in my cheek! ( Sinks into his chair. ) I never knew any love when I was a boy. I was ruled by terror myself, how else should I rule now? ( Starts up. ) But I will have revenge; I will have revenge. For every hour I have lain awake at night, waiting for the noose or the dagger, they shall pass years in Siberia, centuries in the mines! Ay! I shall have revenge.
     
    Czare. Father! have mercy on the people. Give them what they ask.
     
    Prince Paul. And begin, Sire, with your own head; they have a particular liking for that.
     
    Czar. The people! the people! A tiger which I have let loose upon myself; but I will fight with it to the death.I am done with half measures.I shall crush these Nihilists at a blow. There shall not be a man of them, ay, or a woman either, left alive in Russia. Am I Emperor fornothing, that a woman should hold me at bay? Vera Sabouroff shall be in my power, I swear it, before a week is ended,though I burn my whole city to find her.She shall be flogged by the knout, stifled in the fortress, strangled in the square!
     
    Czare. O God!
     
    Czar. For two years her hands have been clutching at my throat; for two years she has made my life a hell; but I shall have revenge. Martial law, Prince, martial law over the whole Empire; that will give me revenge. A good measure, Prince, eh? a good measure.
     
    Prince Paul. And an economical one too, Sire. It would carry off your surplus population in six months, and save you many expenses in courts of justice; they will not be needed now.
     
    Czar. Quite right. There are too many people in Russia, too much money spent on them, too much money in courts of justice. I’ll shut them up.
     
    Czare. Sire, reflect before —
     
    Czar. When can you have the proclamations ready, Prince Paul?
     
    Prince Paul. They have been

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