CHAPTER VI:—Ordinary Misfortunes and Political

Misfortunes—Teachers and Commissionaires—Agents and Salesmen—Orators and Letter-writers—Do-nothing Factotums and ever-busy Drones—Russians—Thieves—Spies _page 2_

CAMICIA ROSSA _page 33_

1. AT BROOKE HOUSE _page 35_

2. AT STAFFORD HOUSE _page 51_

3. AT HOME _page 59_

4. 26 PRINCE’S GATE _page 68_

APOGEE AND PERIGEE _page 81_

BEHIND THE SCENES (1863 TO 1864)—

V. I. KELSIEV _page 101_

THE COMMON FUND _page 117_

BAKUNIN AND THE CAUSE OF POLAND _page 131_

APPENDIX—

1. THE STEAMER ‘WARD JACKSON’ _page 161_

2. COLONEL LAPINSKI AND AIDE-DE-CAMP POLLES _page 168_

FRAGMENTS (1867 TO 1868)—

1. SWISS VIEWS _page 176_

2. CHATTER ON THE ROAD AND FELLOW-COUNTRYMEN IN THE BUFFET _page 186_

3. BEYOND THE ALPS _page 189_

4. ZU DEUTSCH _page 192_

5. THIS WORLD AND THE OTHER:—I. The Other World—II. This World—III. The Flowers of Minerva _page 196_

VENEZIA LA BELLA (February 1867) _page 220_

LA BELLE FRANCE—

1. ANTE PORTAS _page 240_

2. INTRA MUROS _page 246_

3. ALPENDRÜCKEN _page 255_

4. THE DANIELS _page 263_

5. SPOTS OF LIGHT _page 270_

6. AFTER THE INVASION _page 272_

THE EMPEROR ALEXANDER I. AND V. N. KARAZIN—

1. DON CARLOS _page 276_

2. THE LETTER _page 285_

3. MARQUIS VON POSA _page 299_

4. THE SINS OF THE FATHERS _page 304_

5. FAREMO DA SE _page 318_

6. ON THE FURTHER SIDE _page 325_

_SECTION FOUR_ (continued)

LONDON EXILES OF THE ’FIFTIES

This fragment follows upon the description of the ‘Mountain Heights of the Exile World’—from their eternally red crags down to their lowest bogs and ‘sulphur mines.’[1] I beg the reader not to forget that in this chapter we are plunging with him below the level of the sea and are concerned exclusively with its slimy bottom, as it was after the tempest of February.

Almost everything here described has changed and vanished; the political dregs of the ’fifties are overlaid by fresh sand and fresh mud. This underworld of agitations and oppressions has ebbed, subsided, died away; all that is left of it is covered by fresh formations. Its surviving figures are becoming a rarity, and now I like to meet them.

Some of the specimens I want to preserve are mournfully grotesque, mournfully ludicrous, but they are all drawn from nature—and they ought not to vanish without a trace.