The Prince and Sir James spent their days and nights chatting, drinking, plotting and gambling. Potemkin may have been playing Harris like a game of poker, but he was also truly fond of him. One has the distinct sense that, while Harris was talking business, Potemkin was taking a course in English civilization. Couriers rushed between the two. Harris’s published letters give his official account of the friendship, but his unpublished letters to Potemkin in the Russian archives show the extent of their familiarity: one is about a wardrobe that one of Harris’s debtors gave him instead of the 1,500 guineas he was owed. ‘You’d give me incontestable proof of your friendship’, wrote the Envoy Extraordinary, ‘if you could get the Empress to buy it…Forgive me for talking to you so frankly…’. It is not recorded if Potemkin arranged this, but he was a generous friend. In May 1780, Harris sent his father, a respected Classical scholar, a ‘packet of Greek productions given to me for you by Prince Potemkin’. When Harris’s father died, Potemkin was assiduous in his sympathy. In an undated note, the envoy thanked him: ‘I’m not yet in a state to come round to your place my Prince but the part you’ve been kind enough to play in my sadness has softened it infinitely…No one could love you, esteem you, respect you more than I.’25
When they met in the Winter Palace, Potemkin pulled Harris into the Empress’s private apartments as if they were his own and the two chatted there all evening.26
They obviously caroused together. ‘I gave a—
This Anglo-Russian friendship intensified the diplomatic intrigue in Petersburg as the other diplomats frantically watched, eavesdropped and bribed to discover what they were talking about. The surveillance and espionage was so obvious it must have been comical, and we can almost hear the rustle of curtains and the flicker of eyes at keyholes. The French were most alarmed. Corberon was reduced to spying constantly on Potemkin’s various houses: he noted down that Harris had a tent in his garden ‘seating ten’ that he claimed was a gift from Potemkin. Catherine’s doctor, Rogerson, was definitely ‘Harris’s spy’, Corberon even called on Potemkin to accuse him of enmity towards France. He then ‘took from his pocket a paper from which he read a list of the several times’ Harris had been seen socializing with Potemkin. The Prince abruptly ended this otiose conversation by saying he was busy. Harris probably heard about this encounter from his spy, the Prince’s omnipresent niece–mistress, Alexandra. The Englishman became so close to her that Corberon accused him of courting. The Prussians were also watching. ‘For a month, the table and house of the British Ambassador are filled with the relations and creatures of the favourite,’ Goertz told Frederick on 21 September 1779.
27This elegant skulduggery reached a new low when Harris delivered his second memorandum to Potemkin, who was said to have languidly placed it in his dressing-gown pocket or ‘under his pillow’. Somehow, it was removed and given to the French chargé, Corberon, and thence to Panin. The Chevalier de la Teyssonière,
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Serenissimus did not spend all his time with Harris. In the midst of this intrigue, a European phenomenon arrived in Petersburg. The