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My son does not know that his mother is living, and shall not learn it now. I will not have him see her or speak with her, and I will know how to prevent it, too. My no is absolute under all circumstances." This declaration left nothing to be wished for as regarded energy; but Falkenried's face was deathly pale, and his voice had a hollow, menacing sound.
She had had a long journey without rest, and one painful excitement after another on this never-to-be-forgotten day, and now nature demanded rest. Lights yet glimmered from a few windows, and these belonged to Colonel von Falkenried's and Frau von Wallmoden's rooms, which were only separated by a long, narrow ante-chamber. Falkenried was to accompany Adelheid to the city to-morrow.
That was what Rojanow did now, the same Rojanow who had had a city at his feet one short year before, who had been the honored guest at princely boards, whose successful work had not only placed the laurel wreath on his brow, but had brought him a fortune as well. And besides all this, he was General von Falkenried's son. Egon's breast heaved violently as he thought of it all.
"You were wrong there," said Wallmoden with decision. "A man of Falkenried's temperament would consider it cowardice to commit suicide, even though the days of his life were one continued torture. I do not venture to think what would have happened though, had he been allowed to carry out his intention at that time."
Even the duke could not find fault with a man for sparing an old friend. "Wise Herbert" understood how to answer them all. Colonel Falkenried's stay was limited, and there was so much to be done that he had scarcely time to breathe.
Wallmoden had no thought of the danger which had threatened himself. He had not seen fit to tell his wife anything concerning his old friend Falkenried's history, and decided now that she had better know nothing more about Prince Adelsberg's friend than was known by their associates.
If I have until now, bowed to your will, it has been with repugnance and secret hatred, for I have been wretchedly unhappy; but I have never dared until now, to tell you of it." The frown on Falkenried's brow deepened, and he unfolded his son's arms from his neck. "In other words you will not obey," he said in a bitter tone, "and for you obedience is more necessary than anything else."
His white hair was thin over his deeply furrowed brow, but his features had life again, his eyes had fire and expression, and one saw at a glance that this was no old man, but one in the zenith of his strength and power. Falkenried's son had not fully recovered his strength yet, and his face showed traces of great suffering.
"I shall be silent, I give you my word," answered Wallmoden, to whom Falkenried's words were enigmatical, for Adelheid's confession was unknown to him. "I had really decided on that before you came. The name of Falkenried shall not be exposed to scorn or derision through me." "Well and good, then we need not discuss the subject farther," said Falkenried.
But at last there came a day when his eyes were opened, and what had been so long an open secret to all his little world excepting himself, was known to him. The immediate consequence of this knowledge was a duel, in which Falkenried's antagonist fell.
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