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"It is so," said the youth; approaching nearer and seizing the Counsellor's hand, over which he bent with deep emotion. "And this blood." "It is mine, mingled with that of your son." "Thanks then," exclaimed the father and embraced the youth much affected. "You know then who I am?"
The Duke bowed his head, and kissed a relic suspended from his throat. Farther sign of approval of his counsellor's words he gave not, but after a pause, he said: "When I depart, Rolf, thou wendest back to thy marches. These Welch are brave and fierce, and shape work enow for thy hands." "Ay, by my halidame! poor sleep by the side of the beehive you have stricken down."
'I have been misinformed and deceived in an incomprehensible manner, the Chancellor said emphatically. There was still the matter of Counsellor's despatches. Nothing was now to be gained by keeping them, whereas by giving them back to the old diplomatist, Maäsau was sure to profit for the time at least. The difficulty was to get rid of the packet without loss of prestige to himself.
At the hour appointed, the military Major and his friend arrived in the Brown Hall chariot, and a few minutes afterwards the ex-military Major and his man appeared on the Counsellor's car. Had any one walked about the ground with very scrutinising eyes, he might have espied Doctor Blake snugly ensconced under a bank with a cigar in his mouth, and a small mahogany box lying at his feet.
"Faix, Barney," said the Brown Hall whip, "I believe we stand a baddish chance; they do be saying the Counsellor's mighty handy with the powdher; would you plaze to try a blast this cowld morning?" and he handed him his pipe. "And thank ye kindly too, Dan; it's a mighty cowld place. Why thin it's thrue for you, the masther is handy with the powdher; more power to his elbow this morning."
Arrested in his progress by the numerous groups which, after saluting the archduke, had again collected around the counsellor's lady, he paused in returning conciousness; and, looking for the cause of such unwonted attraction, was enabled, by his lofty stature, to obtain a glimpse of the jewelled lady within the circle.
To-night, however, he judged more clearly; he knew that his dull life had been rekindled, and his ambitions had taken fresh fire from the dark starlit eyes Valerie Selpdorf had raised to his in the Counsellor's ante-room two months ago. 'Captain Rallywood! Rallywood started. The Duke made him a sign to approach.
Only one in all the country hated the gallant Prince of the Netherlands, and that one was the stern and fierce-eyed Hagen; but of the counsellor's ill-will the light-hearted hero knew nought. Merry were the frolics, gay the pastimes at the court of Worms, and in every game and sport Siegfried was the most skilful. Did the warriors hurl the stone? None could hurl it as far as could Siegfried.
Here his reflections were interrupted, for Counsellor's big burly figure was bending over Madame de Sagan's chair, before he accepted the seat at her side with the assured manner of a favored guest. Even the Russian attaché blinked. Ah, these islanders! What next? As an immediate result Count Sagan was forced to accept the situation thrust upon him.
'Why, yes, if you choose to put it so. If you either carry these despatches on for Unziar or remain to keep me prisoner, you play Germany's game for her. 'Perhaps not, suggested Rallywood. 'The Chancellor sent me here. Counsellor's short angry grunt of derision surprised him. 'Mademoiselle Valerie may be loyal, but Selpdorf is at the bottom of the whole plot.
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