Andrew Williams - To Kill a Tsar

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2 April 1879, St Petersburg. A shot rings out in Palace Square. The Tsar is unhurt, but badly shaken. Cossack guards tackle the would-be assassin to the ground. And in the melee no one notices a pretty, dark-haired young woman in a heavy coat walk purposefully away from the scene.
Russia is alive with revolutionaries and this is just one of many assassination attempts on the unpopular Tsar Alexander II. For Dr Frederick Hadfield, part of the Anglo-Russian establishment with a medical practice dependent on the patronage of the nobility, politics is a distraction. But when he meets the passionate idealist Anna Petrovna, he finds himself drawn into a dangerous double life.
Set in a world of stark contrasts, from glittering ballrooms to the cruel cells of the House of Preliminary Detention, from the grandeur of the British Embassy to the underground presses of the young revolutionaries,
is both a gripping thriller and a passionate love story.

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He did not reply.

27

For all Hadfield’s confidence the night before, he was full of apprehension as he was shown up the stairs to the special investigator’s apartment. Collegiate Councillor Dobrshinsky’s well-groomed valet took his hat and coat — carefully brushing the ice crystals from the collar — then led him from the hall into the study and informed him that His Honour would be with him shortly. Hadfield tried to ease his nerves by peering at the books that lined the walls from almost floor to ceiling. It was a catholic selection that included volumes he was sure the censor considered unsuitable. Conscious that his choice might interest the investigator, he deliberately pulled an anodyne history of the Empress Catherine from the shelf and was pleased when he found a reference to his great-grandfather, the first General Glen.

‘Do you enjoy reading, Doctor? I’m sorry, I surprised you.’

Hadfield turned quickly to find his new patient at the door. ‘You did, sir. I read a good deal.’

Dobrshinsky closed the door quietly and stepped into the body of the room. ‘What are you reading?’

Hadfield told him, mentioning his great-grandfather.

‘Ah, yes,’ said Dobrshinsky with an amused smile. ‘And how is General Glen?’

‘Are you acquainted with my uncle?’

‘I have had the honour of being introduced, yes.’

‘He’s well, thank you.’ Hadfield inclined his head. ‘Now,’ he said, ‘how may I be of assistance, Mr Dobrshinsky?’

‘Anton Frankzevich, please,’ said Dobrshinsky. ‘My man will bring us some coffee.’ Lifting his tailcoat, he eased himself carefully into one of the leather library chairs in front of the desk, indicating with a casual wave that Hadfield should take the one opposite. He was immaculately dressed in a dark brown suit and black tie, his hands beautifully manicured, but his face was thin and there were dark rings about his eyes, his skin an unhealthy grey. Hadfield wondered if he was a little anaemic or taking strong medicine because his pupils seemed abnormally small.

‘May I ask who recommended me to you?’

The special investigator did not answer at first but gave him a cool, appraising look, small dark brown eyes fixed on his face. If he was hoping to intimidate he was doing very well. Hadfield bent down to his medical bag and began searching inside it for a journal.

‘Surely you can guess, Doctor,’ said Dobrshinsky at last. ‘You told one of my colleagues that you were a friend of the chief prosecutor’s.’

‘One of your colleagues?’

‘Major Barclay.’

‘I see. You’re a policeman. I think I may have mentioned Count von Plehve’s name, yes,’ Hadfield said, rising from the bag with his journal. ‘Now perhaps you can tell me what you think the problem may be — your symptoms?’

‘The problem?’ Dobrshinsky gave a little laugh and, with a dismissive sweep of his right hand, brushed a fleck of dust from the knee of his trousers. ‘Please excuse me, Doctor, but the problem is not really with my health but with yours.’

‘Oh?’

‘It seems you’ve been keeping dangerous company.’

‘You mean Anna Petrovna?’ Hadfield interrupted. ‘I explained to Major Barclay: she was an able nurse and I know nothing more about her than that. Naturally I was shocked to hear she was wanted by the police.’

‘Quite so. Quite so. But you didn’t mention to Major Barclay that you attended an illegal gathering, that there were a number of terrorists wanted by the police there, one of them the Kovalenko woman.’

Hadfield leant forward. ‘I’ve never knowingly been in the company of terrorists. I’m a doctor…’

‘We all need doctors, don’t we?’ Dobrshinsky replied with an amused smile.

‘You don’t seem to need me,’ said Hadfield haughtily, ‘but I have patients who do.’ He bent again to his medical bag as if preparing to leave.

‘Aren’t you ready to help our investigation, Doctor?’

‘I can’t see how I can.’

‘Do you know Madame Volkonsky?’

‘Yes.’

‘Then you will remember her political salon.’

‘I do remember a rather disagreeable afternoon at her home,’ Hadfield said calmly. And he described briefly the gathering and the discussion, but without mentioning the names of those who were there.

‘So you admit there was talk of the attempt made on His Majesty’s life?’

Hadfield gave a short laugh. ‘There was talk of that in every home in the city.’

‘Do you think of yourself as a Russian?’

‘I think so, yes.’

‘And a loyal subject?’

‘Yes,’ he lied.

There was not a flicker of emotion — anger, disbelief, disappointment — in the investigator’s face. He was a patient man — that much was apparent — but Hadfield detected something else, a certain distance in his manner he could not entirely explain.

‘Would you inform the police if you knew someone was trying to kill His Majesty?

‘Yes.’

‘Who spoke up for the assassin?’

‘A small Jewish fellow called Goldenberg. Red hair. Voluble.’

‘He remembers you too.’

‘I should hope so. We argued about the attempt to murder His Majesty.’

‘But you didn’t see fit to inform the police?’

‘I thought he was a hothead but essentially harmless.’

The investigator clucked sceptically: ‘Goldenberg is a murderer.’ He clearly did not believe a word of Hadfield’s story, and for another half-hour he snapped question after question at him, dismissing his man servant with a wave when he dared to interrupt with the coffee. Did the doctor expect him to believe he had not seen Anna at the salon? What about the meeting at the opera? Questions, questions. Hadfield batted them back with either an angry denial or a sad, incredulous shake of the head: ‘Are you going to accept my word or the lies of a murderer?’ he asked eventually.

‘Don’t you think a murderer capable of the truth?’

‘An interesting question to debate at length, Anton Frankzevich, but you have spent an hour trying to prove I am a terrorist, so there really isn’t time.’

‘Simple questions, that’s all, Doctor,’ Dobrshinsky said, his thin lips twitching with amusement.

‘If you’re not going to arrest me for having had the misfortune to accept an invitation to the wrong sort of party then you must excuse me,’ Hadfield replied. ‘You see, I generally charge for my time.’ He paused. ‘But perhaps you would like me to examine you? You don’t look well.’ He bent again to his medical bag. There was nothing more likely to distract and worry a man than a doctor’s professional concern.

‘That isn’t necessary. I’m in good health,’ said Dobrshinsky irritably.

‘As you wish,’ said Hadfield, easing himself out of the low library chair.

The special investigator rose, too, carefully smoothing the creases from his tailcoat. What a peculiar fellow, Hadfield thought, fastidious, with a lawyer’s eye for detail but — what else? He had a certain louche quality.

‘Have you read Mr Dostoevsky’s The Devils ?’ Dobrshinsky asked. His smile was disingenuous.

‘No,’ Hadfield lied again.

‘You must.’ Dobrshinsky walked over to the bookcase to the right of the fireplace and took out two volumes.

‘But I can buy my own copy.’

‘No, I insist. You can return it. I think you’ll find it illuminating. In particular, the ease with which clever people can be tricked by the unscrupulous acting in the name of principle.’

In the street outside, an image began to form in the back of Hadfield’s mind.

At first it was diffuse, like sunlight through a morning mist. By the time he had hailed a cab, it had sharpened into the recollection of an evening in Zurich in the company of a young man with a pallor and distance very like the collegiate councillor’s. As the evening had progressed the student had become agitated and his thin body had begun to shake uncontrollably.

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