'
"'All right. I will do that, General.'
"'I will give you a guard and ask that a sailor go with you.'
"'No, no, not a sailor. Do you know whether it is true that Dybenko
is here?'
"'I don't know who Dybenko is.'
"'He is my enemy.
"'There is nothing to do. If you play for high stakes you must know
how to take a chance.'
"'Yes. I'll leave to-night!'
"'Why? That would be a flight. Leave calmly and openly, so that
every one can see that you are not running away.'
"'Very well. But you must give me a guard on which I can count.'
"'Good.'
"I went out and called the Cossack Russkov, of the Tenth Regiment of
the Don, and ordered him to pick out ten Cossacks to accompany the
Supreme Commander. Half an hour later the Cossacks came to tell me
that Kerensky was not in his quarters, that he had run away.
"I gave the alarm and ordered that he be searched for, supposing
that he could not have left Gatchina, but he could not be found...."
And so Kerensky fled, alone, "disguised in the uniform of a sailor,"
and by that act lost whatever popularity he had retained among the
Russian masses....
I went back to Petrograd riding on the front seat of an auto truck,
driven by a workman and filled with Red Guards. We had no kerosene,
so our lights were not burning. The road was crowded with the
proletarian army going home, and new reserves pouring out to take
their places.
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