holstered in rose-colored velvet and embroidered in silver, re-
ceived her visitors in a room that was richly furnished and
brightly illuminated for the occasion. The tsarina herself came to
inspect the rooms before the ceremony. But, immediately after the
homage had been paid, she had the superfluous furniture and can-
delabra removed; at her instructions, the grand ducal couple
found themselves back in their usual apartments at the Winter
Palace — a subtle message to let Catherine know that her role
was over and that, henceforth, reality would take the place of
dreams.
Taking no notice of this family fracas, Peter returned to his
puerile games and drinking bouts, while the grand duchess had to
face the replacement of her former mentor, Choglokov, who had
meanwhile passed away. The new “master of the junior court,”
who seemed to be particularly nosy and meddlesome, was Count
Alexander Shuvalov, Ivan’s brother. From the first moment, he
sought to gain the sympathy of the habitués of the princely house-
hold; he cultivated Peter’s friendship and applauded his ill-
considered passion for Prussia. With his support, the grand duke
now let his Germanophilia run wild. He invited more recruits
from Holstein and organized a fortified camp (which he gave the
Germanic name of Peterstadt), in the park of the palace of
Oranienbaum.
While he was thus amusing himself by pretending to be a
German officer, commanding German troops on land that he
wished were German, Catherine, feeling more forsaken than ever,
sank into depression. As she had feared, shortly after she gave
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birth, Sergei Saltykov was sent first to Sweden, and then as Rus-
sia’s resident ambassador to Hamburg. Elizabeth may have hated
her adoptive son, but she made a point of cutting off all ties be-
tween the two lovers. Moreover, she allowed Catherine to see her
baby only on an exceptional basis. More than a possessive
mother-in-law, she mounted a guard by the cradle and did not
tolerate any input from the grand duchess on how the child was
to be raised. Elizabeth ousted Catherine entirely from the role of
mother, after she had carried Paul in her womb for nine months
and gone through the pain of bringing him into the world.
Robbed and discouraged, Catherine turned to books: Taci-
tus’
Voltaire. Cut off from love, she sought to mitigate this lack of hu-
man warmth by delving into the realms of philosophy and poli-
tics. Attending the salons of the capital, she listened with more
attention than before to the conversations, often brilliant, of the
diplomats. While her husband was entirely absorbed in military
nonsense, she was gaining assurance and a maturity of mind that
did not escape those in her entourage. Elizabeth, whose health
was declining as that of Catherine was blossoming, became aware
of the progressive metamorphosis of her daughter-in-law — but
she could not tell whether she should be delighted or upset. Suf-
fering from asthma and dropsy, in her declining years the tsarina
clung to the still young and handsome Ivan Shuvalov. He became
her principal reason for living and her best adviser. She wondered
whether it would not be better if Catherine, like she, had a desig-
nated lover who would fulfill her in every sense and keep her from
interfering in public affairs.
In 1751, at Pentecost, a new English plenipotentiary arrived
in St. Petersburg. His name was Charles Hambury Williams and
in his retinue was a bright young Polish aristocrat, Stanislaw Au-
gust Poniatowski. The 23-year-old Poniatowski was avidly inter-
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ested in Western culture, had participated in all the European
salons, and was personally acquainted with the famous Mme.
Geoffrin in Paris and in London enjoyed the friendship of the min-
ister, Horace Walpole. He was said to be fluent in every language,
at ease in every milieu and pleasing to every lady.
As soon as they set foot in Russia, Williams set out to use
“the Pole” to seduce the grand duchess and make her an ally in the
fight he intended to wage against the grand duke’s pro-Prussian
passion. And the Chancellor, supported by everyone in the
“Russian party,” was happy to go along with the British ambassa-
dor’s plans. Having seen which way the wind was blowing, Bes-
tuzhev wanted to see Russia openly aligned with the English in
the event of a conflict with Frederick II. According to the rumor
mill, Louis XV himself, smelling war, was impatient to re-
establish contact with Russia. Day by day, thanks to her conver-
sations with Stanislaw Poniatowski, Catherine became immersed
in every aspect of the European chaos, studying international
questions while studying the face of the attractive Pole.
But Poniatowski, despite his many social successes, was ter-
ribly shy. Quick with words, he was nonetheless paralyzed by the
elegance, grace and talented repartee of the grand duchess. It