. The Siberian exiles. A novel . ts, whoagreed not to include the politicals until the lastmoment, for fearthey might be betrayed. But throughthe kindly act of the brodyag, Nemo, with whom webave already made acquaintance, the scheme was madeknown to Dubayeff, under promise of secrecy. Consid- 80 ^ THE SIBERIAN EXILES. ering it had a possible chance of success, Dubayeffsought an opportunity to talk it over with Pushkin, andget his opinion on the subject. Pushkin listened with an air of vacancy to what hisfriend whispered ; in fact, he paid very little attention,and heard not more than half of
. The Siberian exiles. A novel . ts, whoagreed not to include the politicals until the lastmoment, for fearthey might be betrayed. But throughthe kindly act of the brodyag, Nemo, with whom webave already made acquaintance, the scheme was madeknown to Dubayeff, under promise of secrecy. Consid- 80 ^ THE SIBERIAN EXILES. ering it had a possible chance of success, Dubayeffsought an opportunity to talk it over with Pushkin, andget his opinion on the subject. Pushkin listened with an air of vacancy to what hisfriend whispered ; in fact, he paid very little attention,and heard not more than half of what was said. Histhoughts were with his family, and as he pictured thehome made desolate by his absence, his eyes filled withtears that he could not retain. Had he known the occurrences of the last few days,and the new troubles that surrounded his wife andchildren, he would have been in the depths of despair,and ready for any enterprise that gave him the leasthope of rejoining them, however desperate and danger-ous it might CHAPTER VIII. THE DRAG-NET OF THE POLICE. After two days spent at Tambov in fruitless inquiries,Mr. Hartmann, and Ivan decided to go home and breakas gently as possible the sad news that they had for thewife and daughter of the prisoner. Before doing so,they deposited in the government bank the thirty thous-and rubles they had brought with them in the expec-tation of making use of it. As they approached Pushkins house, the driver sud-denly pulled up his horses and called to Mr. Hartmann. What is it ! asked the latter, as he leaned forward. There are ten or twelve mounted soldiers and twocarriages standing at the corner of the house. Both gentlemen looked out and saw what the driverindicated. There are some soldiers at the door, continuedthe driver, and they stand there as though theywouldnt let anybody in or out. Well, drive on, said Mr. Hartmann. The drivers inclination had been to turn around andget away as speedily as possible, but he was too welltr
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