All Ingria is in our hands and the Swedes have retired into Finland.

It may be that it is the work of your friend.

I sent a message to Peter Michaeloff, should he be found in that neighbourhood, by an officer who was going there, telling him that you were here, and that, having met him when a prisoner at Plescow, you relied on his good offices.
Should the officer have found him there, and have given him my message, he may probably have begged the field marshal to order you to be taken to the prison there, where he could be near you, and visit you sometimes." "Your doctors must have a good deal more influence in your army than they have among the Swedes," Charlie remarked, "if that is how it has come about." "It would be a matter of favour," the governor said.

"If Michaeloff is acquainted with the field marshal, or had attended him when unwell, he could ask a little favour of that sort.

If the field marshal sent you here, he could send for you again without more trouble than signing his name to the order." "Well, if it is Michaeloff who has done this," Charlie grumbled; "no doubt he meant it kindly, but I would much rather that he left me here.