As usual, I went to church. The time has been changed—all the clocks have been shifted one hour forward. I slept badly last night thanks to those vile mosquitoes—one more bit of sheer torture on top of all my other miseries and misfortunes.
To my indescribable joy, after four months of melancholy waiting, I at last received a whole package of wonderful letters from my beloved Alix. When I saw the familiar handwriting I felt as if I had come back to life and become a new person. I imagined what pleasure I would experience over the next few days as I read the letters.
I haven’t been outside - it was too hot, I spent my day reading. My mood is getting more and more gloomy and melancholic. Thankfully, there is some good news from the front, a lot of people have been captured, and many guns taken.
At four in the afternoon I came downstairs to join Olga, there was tea waiting for me and other delicacies.
I returned home completely without effort, and my poor little baby Chi-fu felt worse and could not recover herself for a long time, an unhappy dog. Good news was also coming from the front, our troops switched to a victorious offensive, took 10,000 prisoners.
Apraksina visited for breakfast, staying with me until tea. I was going to show her canaries but, unfortunately, some bandits had broken the lock and 60 birds disappeared without a trace - this vile rabble gone wild.
There was another incredibly humiliating event awaiting us that day. The commission arrived from Sevastopol and took us all to all to a kind of court at Svitsky house, where each of us individually had to answer questions relating to the searches. To tell the truth, I was so outraged by this new, and unexpectedly vile trick, that as I entered the room and saw them sitting behind the long table like judges, ready to question me like some thief or murderer, I was shaking with indignation and fury. But, fortunately, Sandro was with me. See more
I found myself between two low ranking offices – a sailor and a soldier, the remaining people present at the table. The role of the presiding officer was carried out by a certain general who sat directly opposite me. He read out my explanations in which I laid out in order the events of that day, or rather, that night, because I was sleeping soundly when it all began.
These events were the most insulting and disgusting of all that I have had to endure in my life. I will never forget how despicably and unpleasantly they treated me, they were just trying to humiliate me. Fortunately, there were no faces familiar to me among the officers present. I think that they refused to participate in such a performance.
It’s a bit colder today—I went out for roses once again. I have never seen such splendor before.
The first truly hot day. I went to church – today is the festival of the Holy Trinity. After breakfast I set off for Miskhor and on the way there, at the narrowest point of a bend in the road, a huge vehicle packed with soldiers drove out towards us. As there was no room to pass, it almost crushed us. I was outraged to see such shameless driving. They paid not the slightest attention at what was going on around them.
The days are all alike – no news. I had a conversation with a certain hussar we encountered in the garden, he’d just returned from the front and was polite to boot. As for the rest, one mustn’t expect anything of them, even basic greetings – they’re insolent people.
На самом деле 49 лет.I could not even send a telegram. There was no service! Lunched with everyone in another house, then wandered a little bit around my own. I do not want anything. Lunch and evening passed as always.
Zinaida Yusupova came for tea, full of concern and deeply shocked by all that had happened. Her hands trembled more than usual. Then we went for a stroll on foot with Zenia, Zina and Orbeliani; we can’t go by transport anymore because those scoundrels have taken all the petrol. I was fatally tired and I felt so horrific that I barely moved my legs; probably the body’s “contre coup” to all the anxiety and so on.
I was suddenly awoken at 5:30 in the morning by a knock at the door. In the terror of the twilight, I made out a man who loudly declared that he had been sent on behalf of the government to search the house. Despite my firm protestations, they pulled back the canopy, and the lieutenant said that I had to get out of bed. See more
I sharply expressed my displeasure to them. Though I don’t quite remember what I was saying, I was so beside myself. I only remember how the officer, in a rather offended tone, said: "You offend me," to which I sharply replied: "I don’t insult you, but you insult me."
They opened all my dressers, even those where the jewels were kept. He rummaged through everything. He sat down at my desk, and emptied the drawers, in which I kept a bunch of letters from my beloved Sasha and my sweet angel Georgie as well as the Danish New Testament my dear mom gave me!
I watched what he was doing in the mirror and said that these were letters from 1894 and my New Testament, and I asked them to take them out of the bag in which he threw everything. But he told me that he didn’t throw anything anywhere, but put them in a bag and that was where they’d remain. Thus, my most precious, most holy relics disappeared. It was something truly unimaginable!
Everyone in the Ai-Todor was taken into custody, security was posted everywhere and searches were conducted.
Arrived in Kiev at 1o’clock. How things have changed! At the station there is no one, only on the platform civilians with red bows. Disgusting!
I feel awfully sick at heart– what else might happen? Lord, help us! Such cruelty! I feel very ashamed of everything that has happened. It is vital that all this should not affect the course of the war; otherwise, all will be lost. Nicky came to dinner. He stayed until eleven o’clock. Two huge red flags have been hung up above the City Duma right before Nicky’s eyes!