We shall see later how mistaken the empress's forecasts were with regard to Constantine; but first we will devote a little attention to the Emperor Alexander.
He was much beloved both by the people and the nobles; loved on account of his own character, and perhaps even more so because of the fear with which Constantine was regarded. There are hosts of anecdotes told in his praise, doing honour to his kindliness, his courage and his ability. Once, when he was walking on foot, as was his custom, seeing threatenings of rain, he hailed a drovsky to take him to the imperial palace; on arrival, the emperor searched in his pockets and saw he had no money.
"Wait," he said to the driver; "I will have your fare sent out to you."
"Oh yes, I know that tale," growled the man.
"What are you saying?" demanded the emperor.
"I am saying that I can't rely on your promises."
"Why not?" asked Alexander.
"Oh, I know what I am talking about," said the driver.
"Well, let me hear all about it."
"I say that there are too many persons whom I take up to houses with double doors, who go inside without paying me their fares, too many debtors whom I never see again."