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Updated: June 23, 2025
By making the meeting-place in the forest toward Breslen, precaution was taken that should riders be seen going in this direction their real destination would never be suspected.
"It must be tacit obedience, swift action to my command from every man who bears me company. Mount." In a moment every one was in his saddle excepting Ellerey himself, who stood with his horse's bridle over his arm. "Yonder lies the Breslen road, an easy morning's canter into Sturatzberg. Who likes may ride that way and free himself from my authority." No man spoke or moved.
They will know that you were in the city to-night, and they will search Sturatzberg for you all day to-morrow. So we gain time. Our horses await us on the Breslen road; and yours, Captain?" "Also on the Breslen road." "Then, Captain, will you order the march? My brief command is over." The first light of a new day awoke a chorus of blended voices within the depths of the forest.
For both of us it is necessary that you cross the frontier as soon as possible. In two hours we start. I am going as far as Breslen on my own affairs, and, in case of accident, an escort is to accompany my carriage, which will be closed. I have made the most of the dangers to myself, and have demanded that my person shall be well guarded.
The pleasant security of the latter feeling was destined to be quickly and rudely dispelled. Some troops certainly did leave the city and go toward Breslen, but many more set out in the opposite direction and stretched across the country which lay between Sturatzberg and the mountains.
But, by whichever gate they left, they halted when they had ridden out of sight, and turned aside to reach the Breslen road. The last to go was Stefan. He went by the Southern Gate, and once free of the city, urged his horse forward toward the forest which lies between Breslen and Sturatzberg. The Bois lay without the Northern Gate.
Pauvre garcon, he was hungry, my lord; and, ma foi, he will be very terrible the next time he and that soldier meet." "On the Breslen road, you say," Lord Cloverton remarked thoughtfully. He had made up his mind quickly. "Probably in Breslen itself by this time. I understand there is much dissatisfaction there." "And Captain Ellerey's object, monsieur?"
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