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Updated: June 6, 2025
It's over ten years ago now, however, and I did hope Falkenried would take some interest in life again by this time." "I never hoped that," said Frau von Eschenhagen, earnestly. "The life has all gone from the roots. I shall never forget, as long as I live, how he looked on that fateful evening, when we waited and waited, first with uneasiness and apprehension, then with deadly anxiety.
Falkenried looked gloomily on the ground; he knew there was truth in her words; at last he said slowly: "I should never have believed you would espouse Zalika's cause. Once I injured you deeply for her sake. I tore asunder a bond " "Which never had been united," broke in Frau von Eschenhagen, anxious to avoid the subject. "It was only a plan of our parents, nothing more."
For years her husband had heard nothing from her, until now when she suddenly and unexpectedly appeared in the neighborhood of the German capital, where Major von Falkenried had assumed control of a large military school. It was the eighth day since Hartmut's arrival at Burgsdorf.
"God help us!" cried the young prince, excitedly. "Cannot General Falkenried be warned?" "I fear we cannot possibly do it. I have already sent warnings by two different ways, but our direct course to R is cut off. The enemy holds the mountain pass, and it is quite impossible for the messengers to reach the place in time." Egon was silent for a moment. The pass was obstructed by the enemy.
You must believe me when I tell you that I had not the slightest premonition of such a disgrace. I believed that part of our fortune was saved, I did indeed you must believe that, father." "No, you did not," responded Falkenried, more coldly than ever. Hartmut threw himself upon his knees.
He appeared insignificant when compared with the strong, well-built officer near him; but his pale, sharply cut face wore a look of cold, superior repose, and the sarcastic expression around the thin lips, together with his aristocratic air and bearing, suggested a hidden strength behind a feeble exterior. "You take life too hard, Falkenried," he said reprovingly.
The news of their betrothal aroused a storm in the family circle. From all sides came objections and warnings. Zalika's mother and step-father were sorely opposed to it, but resistance only increased the ardor of the young lovers. The engagement, in spite of kinsfolk, was soon an established fact, and six months later Falkenried took his young bride to his own house.
That is indeed possible, judging from his life lately." "What do you mean?" asked his sister excitedly. "What do you know of his life?" "I know something of it. Falkenried is too dear to me to make me lose sight altogether of his son. I have never mentioned what I knew to either of you.
Hartmut had been carried, when he fell, to a house near by, and lay unconscious on his narrow cot. He neither saw nor heard his father, who stood with the surgeon by his side. Falkenried looked earnestly at the pale, worn face and closed eyes, then he turned to the surgeon and said: "Do you consider the wound mortal?" The physician shrugged his shoulders.
Falkenried put his hand on his son's arm and drew him nearer, while he continued: "Once I was ambitious, had proud hopes of life, great plans and projects, but I received a blow from which I could never recover. If I strive and struggle now, Hartmut, the only spur I have in life, besides my sense of duty, is you, my son. All my ambitions are centered in you.
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