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It made her a welcome recruit, first on the staff of the London County Council, and then at the Labour Research Department, which had become a centre for young leftwing intellectuals by the end of the First World War. Rose, her friend and admirer Maurice Reckitt recalled, had great vivacity and charm. She was a bright and lively woman, of considerable intelligence and with a wide knowledge of literature. Hauntingly beautiful, with brown eyes and long dark hair, all the men who knew her talked of the magical quality of her smile, something she claimed to be herself unaware of. But she undoubtedly had a huge circle of male admirers throughout the British left in the 1920s.
An important and founding member of the Communist Party, she was from the start very close to the key persons in the Party�s leadership. Indeed, Harry Pollitt proposed marriage to her a number of times. Pollitt wrote on the back of a picture of her: "Rose Cohen, who I am in love with, and who has rejected me 14 times." But, instead, she married Max Petrovsky, the representative to Britain and Ireland of the Executive Committee of the Comintern from 1924-27 and head of the Anglo-American Secretariat. Born around 1883, Petrovsky�s real name was David Lipetz, though in his life as an underground revolutionary he used many other names, such as Goldfarb, Lipec, Breguer and Humboldt. In Britain, he was known as Bennett, or Bennet.
In 1927, Rose and Max moved for good to Moscow and their son, Alyosha, was born in December 1929. In 1932, Rose became foreign editor of the new English-language paper, the Moscow Daily News. As the world began to gear itself for war in the late 1930s, suspicion fell on the clandestine past of Petrovsky (who along with all too many other Comintern functionaries had operated in the half-light of legality and illegality in western countries) and he was arrested on 11th March 1937. Chillingly, in April, Rose wrote to her sister in London, Nellie Rathbone. Presumably, Rose was still hoping for the best and keeping the worst from her sister, for she wrote to her sister: "Do please write soon. M is away and I'm feeling very lonely."
Perhaps sure that Petrovsky's arrest was some extraordinary bad mistake - as indeed it was - Rose appears to have been oblivious to the extreme danger her own innocent actions now put her in as far as the paranoia that passed for military `intelligence' at the time in Moscow was concerned. As soon as he was aware of Petrovky's arrest, Harry Pollitt wrote to the general secretary of the Comintern, Georgi Dimitrov, of his "very warm personal friendship" with Petrovsky and his confidence in his unwavering loyalty to the international communist movement. The news of the arrest, he wrote, came as "one of the greatest shocks of my life". In July Pollitt went to Moscow to find out more and hopefully save her but, inevitably, the accusations against Petrovsky of spying for the British security forces resulted in Rose herself being arrested also on August 13th 1937 and then sentenced to ten years in a labour camp. Only a short while later, Petrovsky was shot.
But the actual effect of intense British Communist representations on the case of the Petrovskys was to increase Moscow's doubts regarding Pollitt's own reliability. What Pollitt did not know was that the former Hungarian Communist leader, Bela Kun, who had also had spent almost two decades in undercover work for the Comintern, had been arrested as a suspected agent for the imperialist powers and actually named Pollitt as a British agent. Serious consideration was even given in Moscow to pursuing action against Pollitt.
What then exactly happened is unclear but it is certain that Rose was shot on November 28th 1938. perversely, it maybe that the fuss being made by Pollitt sealed her fate. Recent research has created a clear picture that all too many Soviet Communists found themselves denounced by others for crimes that had not a shred of truth in them, with the motivation being located only petty jealousies and rivalries. It is likely that her death removed her as a potential witness to just such a conspiracy. The sheer fact that her friends were pestering people such as Dimitrov may have doomed rather than saved her and his warning against asking too many probing questions may have been to protect his British comrades from further suspicion.