czaritza

The Czaritza is waiting for me; but you will come back and dine with me, if not to-night, then to-morrow, or the next day.

I trusted to the little scene I had just contrived to prepare the mind of the Czaritza for this intimation.

As soon as the door had closed on her, I gave a warning look at the Czaritza.

The czaritza, mother of Dmitri, who had first incited the mob, was forced to take the veil.

“I have a message to the Czaritza which I am instructed to give to her majesty in person,” I told him.