He would
have thought then of something else to attempt. But that is not likely."
The General repeated as if to himself, "They shall be destroyed."
Razumov assumed an impenetrable expression.
The Prince exclaimed--
"What a terrible necessity!"
The General's arm was lowered slowly.
"One comfort there is. That brood leaves no posterity. I've always said
it, one effort, pitiless, persistent, steady--and we are done with them
for ever."
Razumov thought to himself that this man entrusted with so much
arbitrary power must have believed what he said or else he could not
have gone on bearing the responsibility.
"I detest rebels. These subversive minds! These intellectual
_debauches_! My existence has been built on fidelity. It's a feeling.
To defend it I am ready to lay down my life--and even my honour--if
that were needed. But pray tell me what honour can there be as against
rebels--against people that deny God Himself--perfect unbelievers!
Brutes. It is horrible to think of."
During this tirade Razumov, facing the General, had nodded slightly
twice. Prince K---, standing on one side with his grand air, murmured,
casting up his eyes--
"_Helas!_"
Then lowering his glance and with great decision declared--
"This young man, General, is perfectly fit to apprehend the bearing of
your memorable words.
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