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Trenck is no traitor no traitor to his country I fear only a traitor to his own happiness. Well, perhaps he has come to his reason, I have warned him repeatedly, and perhaps he has at length understood me. Where is the letter?" he asked, as Colonel Jaschinsky reentered. "Sire, here it is. At least I think that is it.
"I know it," said Jaschinsky, turning pale, "and I believe that Baron Pollnitz is well content not to belong to the officers." "Perhaps you, sir count, may also cease to belong to them?" "What do you mean by that?" said Jaschinsky, anxiously. "I mean simply that Colonel Jaschinsky belongs to those officers who are forbidden to make debts, but that he disregards the law."
He again turned his piercing glance upon the countenance of Jaschinsky; he now perceived the rose-colored letter, which lay in the folds of that one from Colonel Trenck, and he immediately understood the words of the count. This little letter was really the kernel of the whole matter, and Jaschinsky preferred to know nothing of it. "Wait outside until I call you.
He read the letter with an air of some surprise; we laughed, and, it being whispered through the army that, in consequence of our late victory, detached corps would be sent into Hungary, Jaschinsky said, "We shall now go and take Hungarian horses for ourselves." Here the conversation ended, and I, little suspecting future consequences, returned to my tent.
"Lieutenant von Trenck received a letter by the post to-day which points, in my opinion, to an utterly unlawful proceeding." The king turned hastily, and looked so angrily at the colonel that he involuntarily withdrew a step. "It is fortunate that I did not hand him that letter," thought Jaschinsky; "in his anger the king would have destroyed me." "From whom is this letter?" demanded the king.
The reader will be so kind as to recollect that, as I have before said, it was this Colonel Jaschinsky who on the 12th of February, the same year, at Berlin, prevailed on me to write to the Austrian Trenck, my cousin; that he received the letter open, and undertook to send it according to its address; also that, in this letter, I in jest had asked him to send me some Hungarian horses, and, should they come, had promised one to Jaschinsky.
I doubt if the king would consider that you did your duty, if he knew that you not only made debts, but borrowed money from the officers of your own regiment." "Take care, Baron von Pollnitz!" said Jaschinsky, threateningly. Pollnitz said, smilingly: "It appears that you are menacing ME, that is wholly unnecessary. Listen quietly to what I have to say.
Lieutenant von Stadnitz and Ensign von Wagnitz were present; and if that had not been the case, I should consider my word binding. But at present I have no Hungarian horses, only an answer from my singular cousin, the contents of which I wish to impart to you." "Ah, the colonel of the pandours has answered you?" asked Jaschinsky, with well-dissembled astonishment.
His singular remark would have betrayed him to a more suspicious, a more worldly-wise man, who would have perceived from it the possibility of some danger, from which Jaschinsky was seeking to extricate himself.
I wish to read this letter carefully," said the king, with perfect composure; but when Jaschinsky had disappeared, he hastily unfolded the paper, and, throwing Trenck's letter on the table, he took the other, and looking carefully at it, he said softly, "It is her writing yes, it is her writing, and all my trouble has been in vain. They WOULD not understand me. They are lost."
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