After lunch on 6th January, they rehearsed
Next evening, ‘We had the acting. Oh, how nervous we all were while waiting to begin. However, as soon as I appeared and was greeted with applause it braced me up directly. In
On 9th January 1901, Vajiravudh and party left for London on the next stage of their tour, and the day after Chakrabongse writes: ‘I observe today as a day of rest, as I’m tired out after all the excitement for, while Vajiravudh was here, even when we went early to bed and not to a party, theatre or ballet, there was no end to what we had to talk about and we chatted half the night.’
The next afternoon, fully recovered, he went to
On 19th January, more tidings of a frivolous nature came about Crown Prince Vajiravudh in the form of ‘awful news from England’. The prince while apparently seeing off a certain Mabel Gilman at Euston Station, was persuaded to travel as far as Rugby with her, and Siddhi was dispatched to the booking-office to check that the train really did stop at Rugby and buy him a ticket if it did. Mabel and Vajiravudh awaiting his return, sat chatting in the carriage, when to their horror, the train moved off and, far from stopping at Rugby, turned out to be an express that carried them all the way to Liverpool! Chakrabongse comments, ‘in this manner Vajiravudh went to Liverpool under unfortunate circumstances, and the incident is most regrettable because, if it becomes known, our enemies will make a capital story out of it’. He obviously feared that, like his interest in Kchessinskaya, the news would be carried even further than Liverpool – all the way to Bangkok in fact!
There were several houses where he and Poum were able to drop in casually – at Prince Constantine of Oldenburg, Prince Yourievsky, son of Alexander II by his morganatic wife, Princess Yourievsky, and above all at the home of Madame Chrapovitzkaya, where they were received as dear friends. This lady, the wealthy widow of a Hussar officer, was, from her portrait, a most delightful woman, utterly feminine with that elusive Russian grace and charm that casts a spell like music. ‘In her apartment in the Machavaya Ulitsa, there were many rooms, fifteen servants and twenty-three birds.’ Here, often jaded from overwork and the sometimes stifling etiquette of court life, the two young men met a lively society of artisits, writers, actors and singers, and young people of their own age who gathered at her hospitable table to enjoy themselves.