ABSTRACT
As I have said, I was to be hunted as if I were a wild beast, hunted by thugs at the behest of the extreme right, which was led by scoundrels like Dr. Dubrovin and Purishkevich, men with ties to the police, many high officials, and even the Imperial court. My first brush with death was to come on January 29, 1907, but before I deal with it, a few background details.
