“Technically, that is so; still, England would not hold the position she does in the world to-day if her men had not often taken a course in their private capacity which the government would never have sanctioned.  As things stand now, Russia has not insisted on her demand, but has sullenly accepted England’s decision, still quite convinced that my act was not only an invasion of Russia’s domain, but a deliberate insult; therefore the worst results of an inconsiderate action on my part remain.  If I could see the Minister for Foreign Affairs, or the head of the Admiralty in St. Petersburg face to face for ten minutes, I’d undertake to remove that impression.”

“You have great faith in your persuasive powers,” she said demurely.

The Lieutenant began to stammer again.

“No, no, it isn’t so much that, but I have great faith in the Russian as a judge of character.  I suppose I am imagined to be a venomous, brow-beating, truculent Russophobe, who has maliciously violated their territory, flinging a shell into their ground and an insult into their face.  They are quite sincere in this belief.  I want to remove that impression, and there’s nothing like an ocular demonstration.  I like the Russians.  One of my best friends is a Russian.”

The girl shook her head.

“I shouldn’t attempt it,” she persisted.  “Suppose Russia arrested you, and said to England, ’We’ve got this man in spite of you’?”

The Lieutenant laughed heartily.

“That is unthinkable:  Russia wouldn’t do such a thing.  In spite of all that is said about the Russian Government, its members are gentlemen.  Of course, if such a thing happened, there would be trouble.  That is a point where we’re touchy.  A very cheap Englishman, wrongfully detained, may cause a most expensive campaign.  Our diplomatists may act correctly enough, and yet leave a feeling of resentment behind.  Take this very case.  Britain says coldly to Russia: 

“‘We disclaim the act, and apologize.’

“Now, it would be much more to the purpose if she said genially: 

“’We have in our employment an impetuous young fool with a thirst for information.  He wished to learn how a new piece of ordnance would act, so fired it off with no more intention of striking Russia than of hitting the moon.  He knows much more about dancing than about foreign affairs.  We’ve given him a month’s leave, and he will slip across privately to St. Petersburg to apologize and explain.  The moment you see him you will recognize he is no menace to the peace of nations.  Meanwhile, if you can inculcate in him some cold, calm common-sense before he returns, we’ll be ever so much obliged.’”

“So you are determined to do what you think the government should have done.”

“Oh, quite.  There will be nothing frigidly official about my unauthorized mission.  I have a cousin in the embassy at St. Petersburg, but I shan’t go near him; neither shall I go to an hotel, but will get quiet rooms somewhere that I may not run the risk of meeting any chance acquaintances.”