"I have a better idea."
"I'll spread the word, all right," you say, "but I've
never done something like this before and am not sure the peasants
will believe me."
"Because you have distant aristocratic blood," finishes
Cyril.
"Yes, that's it. Well, I'll have to become even more of a peasant
than I already am. I'm going to go undercover."
"Go undercover? How?" asks Matela.
"I'll get a job as a servant in one of the richest homes in
Moscow--the Gorbenkos. I know someone who works there, and together,
we can distribute pamphlets to our fellow servants, overthrow that
cruel family, and begin the revolution from there."
"Brilliant!" exclaims Sergei.
"I have it all planned," you continue. "I'll pretend to
be a beggar and then get my friend to set me up working for the
Gorbenkos. I just need some help."
"All right," Cyril agrees. "Anna, Matela, Yuri, Sergei,
rough her up a bit."
A few minutes later, looking every inch a Russian beggar, you turn to
leave, whispers of "good luck" following you. You hope this
works.
You're ready to say that you will distribute the pamphlets when you
remember a book that you read in the present. Following along the
lines of that book, you get a better idea.
