We gave the mayor a
greeting from Colonel P----and little else. A very disappointing
interview.
Jan went off to see the governor, who received him kindly. He said that
he would arrange everything, but that it was difficult for him with the
Italian consul, as the Powers did not recognize the Montenegrin
occupation.
"You see, monsieur, here I am the law, and yet the law does not
recognize me."
The Italian assured us that the Montenegrins were wrong, and that of
course the boat would be escorted, and the danger reduced to its least
possible amount. Just after we had left him we heard two things which
made us jump.
A body of English officers had landed at Medua, and ninety English
refugees from Serbia were _en route_ for Scutari. Could we not catch the
transport and at the same time leave room for the others? Suma came in,
and we consulted him. He was doubtful if the horses could be got at
Alessio for us.
"You see, it is Albania and not Montenegro," he repeated.
We accordingly hunted up the doctor.
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