They can hardly send you to Siberia because you are half an Englishman; and that impertinent country has a habit of getting up and shouting when her sons are interfered with.

But they can easily make Russia impossible for you.
They can do you more harm than you think.

They can do these poor devils of peasants of yours more harm than we can comfortably contemplate.

As for me," he paused and shrugged his great shoulders, "it means Siberia.
Already I am a suspect--a persona non grata." "I do not see how we can refuse to help Catrina," said Paul, in a voice which Steinmetz seemed to know, for he suddenly gave in.
"As you will," he said.
He sat up, and, drawing a small table toward him, took up a pen reflectively.

Paul watched him in silence.
When the letter was finished, Steinmetz read it aloud: "My Dear Catrina: "The Moscow doctor and your obedient servant will be (D.V.) in Thors by seven o'clock to-night.