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Anna had succeeded, she was regent; she had shaken off the burden of

the Bironic tutelage, and her as all-powerful throughout the

immeasurable provinces of the Russian empire Was she now happy, this

proud and powerful Anna Leopoldowna? No one had ever yet been happy

and free from care upon this Russian throne, and how, then, could Anna

Leopoldowna be so? She had read the books of Russian political history,

and that history ritten with blood! Anna was a woer, the throttling hands,

and flaying sword, which had constantly beset the throne of Russian, and

in a manner had been the

it from one tyrant, only, indeed, to make room for another Anna, as we

have said, trembled before this means of Providence; and when her

eyes fell upon Munnich--upon his dark, angry brow and his secretly

threatening glance--she then with inward terror asked herself: "May not

Providence have chosen him for my murderer? Will he not overthrow me, as

he overthrew his former master and friend Duke Biron?"

Anna now feared hireatness At

the tient he had satisfactorily shown that

his arent and hurl hiht not he now be able to accoain?

She surrounded this feared field-marshal with spies and listeners;