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The Russian officer showed such manifest signs of impatience that Heideck no longer hesitated to follow him. The way that he had to go was not long. He was taken to a house close by, over whose gate the words "School of Arts" were sculptured in the stone.
But the sharp feminine instinct of the unhappy woman guessed what was behind his words, intended to give comfort. "Why don't you tell me the truth? My husband is dead!" "He was wounded, but you need not give up the hope of seeing him again alive." "If he is wounded, I will go to him. You will conduct me, Mr. Heideck! There must be a possibility of getting to him."
When he had again set himself in motion with his lancers, soon to be lost to view in the thick jungle, the Prince motioned Heideck to his side. "I have news for you, comrade! The aristocratic Indian with whom I just spoke was the Maharajah of Sabathu who is on the look-out for his guest and friend, the Maharajah of Chanidigot, who is engaged on a hunting expedition."
Like the steady monotone of the bass accompanying the rise and fall of the air, he constantly heard the assurance that it would be a pity if his splendid twins should resemble him. Therefore they must grow up away from his influence, under the care of his good uncle. With this man's example before their eyes they would become knights as upright and noble as Kunz Heideck, whom every one esteemed.
"That means you will leave us at Brindisi." "Certainly. There is no other way for me to reach the army." "And suppose you abandon the idea of returning to the army altogether? Have you never thought that we might find another foundation on which to build our future happiness?" Heideck looked at her in amazement. "No, dearest Edith, I have not thought of it.
Ever since Heideck had heard the news of Edith Irwin's death from Brandelaar, all purely human feelings and sensations that connected him with life had died in his heart. He was no longer anything but the soldier, whose thoughts and efforts were filled exclusively with anxiety for the victory of his country's arms.
On the folding-table in the middle of the little room were two lighted candles beside a burning lantern. And in their light Heideck discerned not Edith Irwin, but instead, the handsomest young rajah who had ever crossed his eyes under the glowing skies of India.
"Is that certain, Colonel? What do the Russians want in Afghanistan?" "What do the Russians want there? Now, my dear Mr. Heideck, I think that is plain enough. Their advance means war with us. Russia will, of course, not openly allow this at present. They treat their advance as a matter which only concerns the Emir and with which we have nothing to do.
If the lady joins these horsemen to-morrow in the dress of a rajah, she will be sure to get away from here unmolested." The excellence and practicability of this plan was obvious, and Heideck again recognised what a treasure a lucky accident had bestowed upon him in the shape of this Indian boy.
Of course it will only be a sham examination, and the man must be released as soon as possible, on the ground of insufficient evidence, so that he can return to England to-morrow." The Lieutenant-Colonel promised to do as the Major desired. The same evening Heideck met Penurot by arrangement at a tavern. "Our business is somewhat complicated," said Heideck.
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