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CHAPTER XIV
my transfer to stockholm
When I left Sofia, communication with Belgrade had
not yet been re-opened, and I had to take the
Orient-Express at Bukharest. It was a hot autumn day when
I did the journey between Sofia and Rustchuk. In the
evening, when I reached Rustchuk, a violent storm
occurred, and at dawn, when my travelling companion
and I went on board the small steamer which was to
take us to Giurgevo, on the other side of the Danube,
the weather had suddenly become so cold that we
seemed to have passed unexpectedly from September to
December. It was getting light; above the grey waves,
and under a leaden sky, a cutting north wind was
blowing, chasing a large flight of cawing crows. " What
do you prognosticate, you birds of ill-omen?" I could
not help thinking. " What fresh carnage ? What new
calamity ?"
On the short trip between Giurgevo and Bukharest,
we enjoyed the pleasant company of the Prefect of
Giurgevo. At Bukharest I found that M. Schebeko had
already left for St. Petersburg, having received the
notice of his appointment as Ambassador to Vienna
a few days previously. When I joined the
Orient-Express at two o’clock in the afternoon, I met M.
Majoresco, then still President of the Council of
Rumania, and I had a long talk with him about the
political events that had just occurred, and in which we
had both taken such an active part. From the few
hours that I thus spent with Rumanians, I was able to
gather the impression that we enjoyed great popularity
in Rumania. I have no doubt whatever that the
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