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Updated: June 28, 2025
"Hi! Here he comes! Eat 'im up, jack! Why, that ain't no grizzly. Sufferin' stars, he's only a little scared cinnamon." "He's goin' after mister-old-donk, though." "Ye-aw. Lookin' fer protection. Hey, look at the donk landin' kicks on 'is ribs. Ride 'im baar! Claw 'im up!
There was no one on the stairs; evidently every one living in the castle was now on its roof some thirty of them altogether. The crowd outside quite evidently had no present intention of entering the building. The mob of peons Baar had gathered were greatly in the minority now, and I felt that matters were steadily improving.
The men we saw out there! People whom Baar has Miela, ask him, for God's sake, to tell us how we can get weapons. Where are the other councilors? Send for them. We must do something now, at once. This is revolution, Miela don't you understand? Revolution!" I felt so impotent.
In another instant Anina was upon her knees, sobbing softly, with her mother's head in her lap. They loosed the cords that held her, and chaffed her stiffened limbs. She soon recovered, for she was not injured. She told Anina her story then how Baar had captured her in her home while she was waiting for Miela and me, and how two of his men had brought her here to the Water City by boat at once.
Have the city, thoroughly searched Baar's house particularly. Tell him I killed Baar's wife. Have that slave woman sent home to me. "Tell him to capture Baar and any of his known associates. If he does, have him report to me at once. Say to him that I must have word of Lua or I'll have a new chief of police by to-morrow. For the rest, have his men patrol the city as usual."
Word was sent to the camp at Baar: "We wish to know what happened at the defeat on the mountain, who was to blame and who was innocent. You should remember every day the disgrace of our city of Zurich and seek means to recover our lost honor."
Miela did not know where they would be; but under the circumstances, as Baar had told his men, she believed the guards would disappear from the vicinity. This conjecture proved to be correct. The guards, not wishing to be concerned in the affair at all, had simply disappeared. We saw nothing of Baar and his men on the way up the mountain, although I had hoped we might overtake them.
Where was Baar? I could not hope to distinguish him among the crowd, but still I saw no sign of his leadership. Had he seen the failure of his plan and, fearing the results of his regicide, fled the vicinity? I hoped so fervently. As I showed myself at the parapet a great shout arose.
Baar's followers had for some time been talking quietly with the lower classes, and, finding they could count on their support, planned now to murder the king. Then with the queen and the little prince held as hostages, they expected that the men of science, threatened also with a revolt of the peons, would release the light-ray. The light-ray once in his control, Baar could make himself king.
Good-bye again, in the touching words of our Dutch translator with whom I'm sure you'll heartily agree: Toch ben ik er mijn landgenooten dank baar voor, die mijn arbeid steeds zoo welwillend outvangen en wier genegenheid ik voortdurend hoop te verdienen. On a bright December morning long ago, two thinly clad children were kneeling upon the bank of a frozen canal in Holland.
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