. Russian portraits . ment there ensued a hecticperiod. Series of newspaper reporters arrived,and had to be given interviews. Comrades came,and stayed—there seemed to be people revolvingperpetually. Some of them only understoodGerman, others struggled in bad English, yetothers in French ; the whole conversation wasmixed up with Swedish and Russian, so that oneshead reeled. Among all these people, one figure stands outmore clearly than the rest. This is Rjasanoff, aman about seventy, with a Greek profile, a beardthat sticks out defiantly and hawks eyes. Hehas a dominating personality. He has do


. Russian portraits . ment there ensued a hecticperiod. Series of newspaper reporters arrived,and had to be given interviews. Comrades came,and stayed—there seemed to be people revolvingperpetually. Some of them only understoodGerman, others struggled in bad English, yetothers in French ; the whole conversation wasmixed up with Swedish and Russian, so that oneshead reeled. Among all these people, one figure stands outmore clearly than the rest. This is Rjasanoff, aman about seventy, with a Greek profile, a beardthat sticks out defiantly and hawks eyes. Hehas a dominating personality. He has done fiveyears of solitary confinement in a cell for the was charming to me, and his expression lostsome of its battle and became even kindly whenhe looked at me. Another man who stands out in my mind is aCommunist poet called Torre Norman, who hastranslated Rupert Brooke. Mr. Strom accompanied me to the EsthonianConsulate to get my Reval visa. There were, asI expected, endless difficulties, and nothing was48. LITVIXO] I AND IMS SON MISIIA AT KRISTIAXIA. />. 45. RUSSIAN PORTRAITS settled, and to-morrow the boat leaves at 4 oclockso that there is not much time. I feel prettyconfident that all will end well. It is not possiblethat there can be any other ending. We were a big party lunching in the restaurantand attracted a good deal of attention. Afterlunch we all went to Skansen and had teathere. In the evening, Kameneff had to go out andkeep an appointment, and while he was awayI wrestled on the telephone with reporters, tryingto ward off interviews until the morrow. At10 , Kameneff came back and we dined inthe sitting-room ; he was pretty dead beat. Eventhen a reporter came to the door and asked for aninterview, but I insisted that he must be put offuntil the next day, and Kameneff, rather willinglyI think, gave in. September i6th. This morning I telephoned to the Palace andasked for the Crown Prince. Kameneff asked meif I were right to risk it. He said that I m


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