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But he did not dare to tell him the truth of the vampire story till one day that Teufelsbuerst was lying on the floor of a room in Karl's ancestral castle, half smothered in grandchildren; when the only answer it drew from the old man was a kind of shuddering laugh and the words 'Don't speak of it, Karl, my boy!" No one had interrupted Harry.
I never got so close to the heart of Engels as I did to Karl, but I loved him for Karl's sake, and because of the way he always stood by Karl through thick and thin. "I can't bear to tell about the last couple of years how I used to find Karl sick abed in one room and his wife, the lovely Jenny, in another room tortured by cancer.
Let me apprise you, then: I intend, in spite of the Rules of Art, to attack Prince Karl's Army, which is nearly thrice our strength, wherever I find it. The question is not of his numbers, or the strength of his position: all this, by courage, by the skill of our methods, we will try to make good. This step I must risk, or everything is lost.
The Chancellor came now and then, but not often. And his visits were not cheering. The Niburg affair had left its mark on him. The incident of the beggar on the quay was another scar. The most extreme precautions were being taken, but a bad time was coming, and must be got over somehow. That bad time was Karl's visit. No public announcement of the marriage had yet been made.
He had been straitly brought up in a small English town, and he was not prepared to be the witness of a miracle. The wolves were not doing anything worse to the woman than drench her with snow as they gambolled round her. A short, joyous bark revealed the clue to the situation. "Are those dogs?" he called weakly. "My cousin Karl's dogs, yes," she answered; "that is his inn, over beyond the trees.
The yearly procession of veterans is forbidden, for they trust none, even their old soldiers. The Council meets day after day in secret session." "But the army " "They do not trust the army." Karl's face was grave. Something of the trouble in Livonia he had known. But this argued an immediate crisis. "On the King's death," the Countess said, "a republic will be declared. The Republic of Livonia!
A dozen pictures of the fortress, of its guns, of even its mine chart as it hung on a wall, were in the bag. Its secrets, so securely held, were hers, and would be Karl's. It was a cunningly devised scheme. Two bags, exactly alike as to appearance, had been made. One, which she carried daily, was what it appeared to be. The other contained a camera, tiny but accurate, with a fine lens.
That day passed, and many after it. The Ida was overdue, long overdue. The Queen used to ask questions of every one, seeking comfort and assurance. She got little. Konrad Karl's conviction that the Emperor must be victorious was not cheering.
"Yes, I know that; but my heart is not faint," said John. "I only wait to be sure of it, and your approval, mother." Karl Lindal made progress in learning English and Hardy made inquiries for a berth for him with a foreign broker. In reply to the question as to Karl's character, Hardy told the story of the young Dane's refusing taking any money from Hardy in their driving tour to Esbjerg.
Karl's theory was to make the holes by fire in other words, to bore them with a red-hot iron. Where was this iron to be obtained? That appeared to offer a difficulty, as great as the absence of an auger or a mortise-chisel. But by Karl's ingenuity it was also got over.
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