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All these things must remain problematical for Mantovani cannot tell, and the Marquesa del Puente will not if indeed she knows. Professor Hauptmann dropped wearily into his chair at the noisy Milanese table d'hôte and snarled out a surly "Mahlzeit" to the assembled feasters. It was echoed sweetly from his left with a languishing "Mahlzeit, Herr Professor." The advance disconcerted him.
"Herr Hauptmann, war is a world-old game, with modern applications. You have read, doubtless, how in the olden times hostages were held?" "Yes, but " "It is not always effective, but it furnishes the crumb of revenge and retaliation. I am not without some fear for my safety, and because of that I will provide a hostage." "You talk in riddles." "Perhaps, but I give you the answer.
Still grumbling the hauptmann buckled on his sword, donned his sun-helmet and boots and went out into the open space between the trench and the lines of low-built huts where the remnants of the 99th regiment 250 men out of a full strength of 1,200 were falling in. Worn and weary the advance guard of the column limped into the camp, followed at regular intervals by the main body.
Hauptmann Fritz Schneider trudged wearily through the somber aisles of the dark forest. Sweat rolled down his bullet head and stood upon his heavy jowls and bull neck.
"Where is Hauptmann Fritz Schneider?" asked Tarzan, "Which is his tent?" "He is not here," replied Luberg. "He was sent to Wilhelmstal yesterday." "I shall not kill you now," said the ape-man. "First I shall go and learn if you have lied to me and if you have your death shall be the more terrible. Do you know how Major Schneider died?" Luberg shook his head negatively.
As Hauptmann noticed that the road had become deserted, that the dusk had increased, and that Fraülein Linda's observations on the luckiness of the "find" were interminable, a homicidal fancy just grazed the border of his agitated consciousness. But no, that would not do either; the scientific conscience forbade the destruction of any datum however embarrassing.
But he turned his heavy head and his bloodshot eyes upon his wife and looked full at her. "Doctor von Hauptmann," he said, "has ordered me to go to bed immediately after dinner. My heart's much worse." He continued to look at Leonora for a long minute with a sort of heavy contempt.
"Dictate the telegram to the Staff, Von Wetten," he said, over his shoulder. Von Wetten laid his hat and cane on a chair and crossed the room. "I feel as if I were stabbing a fellow-officer in the back," he said, drearily. Then, to Herr Haase: "Take this, you!" "Zu Befehl, Herr Hauptmann," said Herr Haase, and picked up his pen.
There was Herr Tiefel with the little Dresden-blue eyes, red and round and jolly; and Hauptmann, long and thin and sallow; and Korner, redbearded and ponderous; and Konig, a little clean-cut man with a blond mustache that pointed upward.
So Dick got his cheque, and his discharge, and making a straight line for the bank he changed the former, without loss of time. He had seen cheques stopped before, and trusted Hauptmann just about as much as he had trusted the Gilderman outfit. Then he went to the hotel, where the professor's belongings had been dumped in the biggest room the building boasted.
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