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Memories of the Kaiser's court . of the Empressand sat down to entertain us with his store ofliterary and artistic reminiscences. vHe had thelook (even then]of an ill man, whose nerves arenot in the best condition, who is pursued by somehaunting spectre, some fear from which he cannotescape. Another man of a different type who cameyearly was Prince Dohna of Schlobitten, a tallelderly gentleman who was a mighty hunter,and knew all about deer and their habits. Weladies were much indebted to him for instruc-tion in the proper terms of venery -for, as thePrincess forcibly impressed on us, it was q
Memories of the Kaiser's court . of the Empressand sat down to entertain us with his store ofliterary and artistic reminiscences. vHe had thelook (even then]of an ill man, whose nerves arenot in the best condition, who is pursued by somehaunting spectre, some fear from which he cannotescape. Another man of a different type who cameyearly was Prince Dohna of Schlobitten, a tallelderly gentleman who was a mighty hunter,and knew all about deer and their habits. Weladies were much indebted to him for instruc-tion in the proper terms of venery -for, as thePrincess forcibly impressed on us, it was quiteimpossible when at Rominten to speak of anypart of an animal by its usual name, every-thing having a special and peculiar designation. Nose, eyes, ears and tail were shocking tothe ear, and no longer to be tolerated, sufferinga change into something technical and ears of the hare, for example, had to becalled its spoons, and the feet of the deerbecame runners—I think—but it may havebeen something else. e>. aoQ wu 2 a. fcd x c* <d Xa< w H ROMINTEN 251 One notable visitor came once to Rominten fora short stay of an hour or two on his way backto Russia from America—a rather stern, silent,harassed-looking man with peasant-features, whomoved wearily and with an air of abstractionbeside the Emperor as they walked up and downon the gravelled space before the was Herr Witte, the Russian statesman, soonto become Count Witte, on his way home afternegotiating terms of peace between his countryand Japan. At table he sat eating soup somewhatnervously, with the air of a man in a dream,listening politely to the Emperors talk, replyingin monosyllables, but conversing with no oneelse. He was obviously tired and apprehensive. Soon after dinner we saw his carriage departingfor the station. He would be in Russia beforenightfall. Every morning in the early darkness somewherebetween five and six, or it may have been evenearlier, the panting of a motor-car
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