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Updated: June 7, 2025
"Ride round by the moat to the road at the back; then through the forest to Hofbau; you know your way after that. You mustn't reach Strelsau till it's dark. Then, if you want a shelter " "To Fritz von Tarlenheim's, yes! From there I shall go straight to the address." "Ay. And Rudolf!" "Yes?" "Make an end of him this time." "Please God. But if he goes to the lodge?
For God's sake, Fritz, make an end of that young villain, and get the letter." So, wasting no time in farewells, I set out. By ten o'clock I was at Hofbau, for I rode furiously. From there I sent to Bernenstein at the palace word of my coming. But there I was delayed. There was no train for an hour.
The king lay in peace on his bed, his grave was dug; Sapt and James held the secret with solemn faith and ready lives. To Strelsau I must go to tell the queen that she was widowed, and to aim the stroke at young Rupert's heart. At nine in the morning I started from the lodge. I was bound to ride to Hofbau and there wait for a train which would carry me to the capital.
From Hofbau I could send a message, but the message must announce only my own coming, not the news I carried. To Sapt, thanks to the cipher, I could send word at any time, and he bade me ask Mr. Rassendyll whether he should come to our aid, or stay where he was. "A day must decide the whole thing," he said. "We can't conceal the king's death long.
Accordingly he walked out of the house, went to the station, took his ticket to Hofbau, and, traveling by the four o'clock train, reached his destination about half-past five.
Nay, if need were, the king must be told that Rudolf Rassendyll had played a trick on the chancellor, and, having enjoyed his pleasure, was gone again. Everything could, in the last resort, be told, save that which touched the queen's honor. At this moment the message which I despatched from the station at Hofbau reached my house. There was a knock at the door.
They'll know! they'll know!" "Pooh! We shan't wait for the guard. We'll ride to Hofbau and catch a train there. When they come, the bird'll be flown." "But the King?" "The King will be in the wine-cellar. I'm going to carry him there now." "If they find him?" "They won't. How should they? Josef will put them off." "But " Sapt stamped his foot. "We're not playing," he roared.
I asked him this morning if he'd help us out and he said, 'I don't dance now, any more," said Lockhart, imitating the laboured English of the Norwegian. "'The Miller of Hofbau, the Miller of Hofbau, O my Princess!" chirped Wyllis, cheerfully, from his hammock. The red on his sister's cheek deepened a little, and she laughed mischievously. "We'll see about that, sir.
If the constable's thoughts were on a crown, so were his. He called out in indignant protest: "I have never drawn rein since Hofbau, sir. Am I not to have my crown?" Sapt stopped, turned, and retraced his steps. He took a crown from his pocket. As he looked up in giving it, there was a queer smile on his broad, weather-beaten face.
"No, nothing," answered Rischenheim, still curt and sullen in his fright. "Well, no more do I. And that's very odd. For don't you think that Sapt or some other of her Majesty's friends must have gone to the lodge last night?" "They meant to, I swear," said Rischenheim with sudden attention. "Then they would have found the king. There's a telegraph wire at Hofbau, only a few miles away.
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