Jagiello acted chivalrously; he had the body washed, covered with a purple shroud and sent to Malbork on a carriage drawn by four horses, together with the bodies of other dignitaries, such as the archcommander and the grand marshal.

People regarded her in the same way tourists do the soldiers on Horse Guards Parade, peering at her while she was being photographed. One of these peerers was me. I wondered what it must be like to exist in this I-am-seen-therefore-I-am trance.

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Then vodka was brought out; the hero of the day would get drunk as a lord and always walked all over the prison, reeling and staggering, trying to show to everyone that he was drunk, that he was “jolly” and so deserving of general respect. Everywhere among the Russian people a certain sympathy is felt for a drunken man; in prison he was positively treated with respect.