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There is the Hoffs' servant to be disposed of." "I don't see how I can manage that," said Jane. She could think of no possible way of overcoming that difficulty. "She's an old German woman Lena Kraus," continued Dean. "I've found out that she always washes on Wednesdays. When she goes up on the roof in the afternoon to get the clothes will be our time.
I am going to 'phone Carter. He will know what time they started." He had hardly entered an adjacent shop before Jane, still keeping watch, saw the Hoffs' car flash by, going rapidly north. Quickly she sprang out and ran into the store. Dean saw her coming and left the telephone booth, his finger on his lips in a warning gesture.
What mission could the Hoffs have that would take them to the United States Government military school was the question that perplexed them both. Could it be that the web of treachery and destruction the Kaiser's busy agents were weaving had its deadly strands fastened even here at West Point? "It's the young man I'm after," said Chief Fleck.
The old knight was smiling; how stately was his mien, and how well the silver breast plate beseemed him, with the golden lion rampant of the Im Hoffs! That helmet and breastplate had been forged for his special use of the finest silver and gold plate, and were better fit to turn the point of my pen-knife than that of sword and lance.
Dismounting, he looked at his watch and made a pretense of tinkering with the engine, while Jane kept a sharp lookout on the main thoroughfare, by which they expected the Hoffs to approach. Ten minutes, twenty minutes, more than half an hour they waited, anxiously scanning each car as it passed. "I can't understand it," said Dean. "They should have been here at least twenty minutes ago.
We were on a mountain road going down a steep hill when their motor shot out of a deep cut just as we were passing." "What happened then?" "I must have been stunned for a moment or two. When I regained my senses the Hoffs' car had stopped, and Frederic was backing the car to where the accident had happened. His uncle was storming at him for stopping.
Reaching for his 'phone he called up the head-quarters of the operatives. "Report to me at once," he said to the operative who answered his call, "the minute the Hoffs have arrived home." "The old man is home now," the operative answered. "What's that?" cried Fleck. "He came in alone five minutes ago on foot. The young man is not home yet with the automobile."
My grand-uncle had lent Herdegen the suit of mail he himself had worn in his youth at a tournament. Cousin Maud had provided his white cloak with a red cross, and as he rode forth on a noble black steed in mail-harness with scarlet housings the finest and stoutest horse in the Im Hoffs' stables-and his golden hair shining in the sun, many a maid could not take her eyes off from him.
This evening he had given me a gown of costly brocade of Cyprus; to Kunz everything that a Junker might need on his travels; and to Herdegen the same sword which he himself had in past time worn at court; the hilt was set with gems and ended in the lion rampant, couped, of the Im Hoffs. Ursula Tetzel, like me, had had a gown-piece which was lying near by the sword.
This evening he had given me a gown of costly brocade of Cyprus; to Kunz everything that a Junker might need on his travels; and to Herdegen the same sword which he himself had in past time worn at court; the hilt was set with gems and ended in the lion rampant, couped, of the Im Hoffs. Ursula Tetzel, like me, had had a gown-piece which was lying near by the sword.
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