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We will have wine a bottle of wine eh?" So Barlasch prepared a great feast which was to be celebrated by Desiree in the dining-room, where he lighted a fire, and by himself in the kitchen. For he held strongly to a code of social laws which the great Revolution had not succeeded in breaking. And one of these laws was that it would be in some way degrading to Desiree to see him eat.
"Is it the snow that you find slippery?" he asked, not requiring an answer. A moment later Louis came forward. "There is nothing but bad news," he said laconically. "Barlasch will have told you; but there is no need to give up hope. The army has reached the Niemen; the rearguard has quitted Vilna. There is nothing for it but to go and look for him." "Who will go?" she asked quietly.
"And how do you propose to make the journey?" This was so unlike Sebastian's usual method, so far from his lax comprehension of a father's duty, that Barlasch paused and looked at him with suspicion. With the back of his hand he pushed up the unkempt hair which obscured his eyes. This unusual display of parental anxiety required looking into.
"Thank you, Lisa, thank you," said Sebastian in German, without looking round. By accident Barlasch had performed one of Lisa's duties, and the master of the house was too deeply engaged in thought to notice any difference in the handling or to perceive the smell of snuff that heralded the approach of Papa Barlasch.
"Will you provide them?" he asked abruptly, at length, without looking up. "I can get them for you, and can ensure you relays by the way." Barlasch cut a piece of meat very carefully, and, opening his mouth wide, looked at Sebastian over the orifice. "On one condition," pursued Sebastian quietly; "that you deliver a letter for me in Thorn.
They made a great circuit in the pine-woods, through which Barlasch led the way with an unerring skill, and descending towards the plain far beyond Langfuhr they came out on to a lower tableland, below which the great marshes of the Vistula stretched in the darkness, slowly merging at last into the sea.
A light of surprise passing and half-indifferent flashed into Sebastian's eyes and vanished again at once when he saw Barlasch had meant nothing: made no sign or countersign with his hand. "By all means, my friend," he answered. "I delivered your letters," said Barlasch, "at Thorn and at the other places." "I know; I have already had answers. You would be wise to forget the incident."
For it has pleased the Creator to put a great many talkers into this world and only a few men of action to make its history. Papa Barlasch knew what to do, however. "Where is that sailor?" he asked Desiree, when she had told him the news which Mathilde brought in from the streets. "He who took the patron's valise that night the cousin of your husband."
Desiree sent Lisa to the shops in the Langenmarkt, which is the centre of business and gossip in Dantzig. Lisa always brought home the latest news. Mathilde came to the kitchen to seek something when the messenger returned. She heard Lisa tell Desiree that a few more stragglers had come in, but they brought no news of the General. The house seemed lonely now that Barlasch was gone.
Like Samuel, Barlasch heard the bleating of sheep and the lowing of oxen in his ears. The houses in the Frauengasse were barricaded like others many of the lower windows were built up. The door of No. 36 was bolted, and through the shutters of the upper windows no glimmer of light penetrated to the outer darkness of the street. Barlasch knocked and waited.
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