Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 5, 2025
Plainly, it seemed to him, Colonel Goldapp must have decided to retain him as a prisoner. He wanted to get down near the parsonage again, but he was afraid to venture out by the secret passage. He didn't know how thoroughly he had frightened the soldier who had so nearly caught him.
This was undoubtedly the parsonage, now being used as the headquarters of Colonel Goldapp. Fred's heart sank as he surveyed the place. It seemed to him that there wasn't much chance that he could rescue Boris. There were too many Germans about. Even though there was no reason for the staff to anticipate an attack, he could guess that the place would be well guarded.
At the start the Russian forces extended from Insterberg to Goldapp, a distance of about thirty-two miles. Seventy-five miles further on was the first of the two strong German lines of fortifications. Early victories were claimed by the Russians in their advance into Austria, which was made slowly. Austria then turned to fight the Russian invasion.
And Colonel Goldapp, in an expressionless voice, pronounced sentence. "The prisoner is old enough, though he is only a boy, to know the fate of a spy. He risked this fate. He will be shot at once. Captain von Glahn will take charge of the execution of the court's sentence." Fred passed through the minutes that followed as if he were in a dream.
Here, at the head of the table, sat an officer in a colonel's uniform; Colonel Goldapp, unquestionably, presiding over the court, which included four officers beside himself. Fred knew enough of the military law to understand what was going on. He saw a young lieutenant sitting with some papers before him. Another came and drew him aside. "I am to defend you," this officer said, pleasantly.
Then he heard a murmur of voices, and guessed that a report of the search for him was being made. And then the captain's voice boomed out. "Prince," he said, "I must ask you to come with me and to consider yourself under arrest. It is very painful but those are my orders. Colonel Goldapp wishes to see you. I think it is only a form." "What? You will take me away?"
He looked down first, and then up. Then with a grin, he turned to his cousin. "Not a word," he said, quickly. "Do you know me?" Boris stared; then a smile broke out all over his face. There was no need for him to put his answer into words. Fred came very close. "Speak low, but do not whisper," he said. "Tell me, what have they done to you?" "Nothing. Colonel Goldapp has been too busy to see me."
"I can assure you that all will be done in a regular fashion, and that you will have every opportunity to defend yourself. Colonel Goldapp will doubtless arrange for a quick hearing since we shall not be here much longer." Fred was quite cool and collected. He was frightened, to be sure, and he was brave enough to admit that to himself. He had good reason to be frightened.
I talked this afternoon to Suwalki." And in a few words he told Boris the essential facts of what had happened since the raid upon the great house on the hill on that morning. "How often do they come in here?" he asked. "Only when my meals are brought to me. There will be no one else now to-night, I think, unless Colonel Goldapp sends for me. They are very polite.
A colonel has just one regiment under him, and he certainly wouldn't need so many riders to carry his orders about unless he were in command of a detached fort or position, and Colonel Goldapp isn't. I guess he's there, right enough, but I've an idea there's someone more important, as well. It might be worth while to find out just what is going on around here." But that could wait.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking