And Vjera had brought with her her childish impressions, and applied them in the present case as descriptive of the Munich police-station.

The whole subject was to her so full of horror that she had not dared to ask Schmidt for the details of the Count's situation.

To her, a revolutionary caught in the act of undermining the Tsar's bedroom, could not be in a worse case.

She would not have believed Schmidt, had he told her that the Count was sitting in an attitude of calm thought upon the edge of a broad wooden bench, his hands quite free from chains and gyves, and occupied in rolling cigarettes at regular intervals of half an hour--and this, in a clean and well-ventilated room, lighted by a ground glass lantern.

She would have supposed that Schmidt was inventing a description of such comfort and comparative luxury in order to calm her fears, and she would have been ten times more afraid than before.
It is small wonder that she could not sleep.