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They made a great circuit in the pine-woods, through which Barlasch led the way with an unerring skill, and descending towards the plain far beyond Langfuhr they came out on to a lower tableland, below which the great marshes of the Vistula stretched in the darkness, slowly merging at last into the sea.
Even in the quiet Frauengasse all the citizens were out on their terraces calling questions to those that passed by beneath the trees. The itinerant tradesman, the milkman going his round, the vendors of fruit from Langfuhr and the distant villages of the plain, lingered at the doors to tell the servants the latest gossip of the market-place.
The snow was hard when they set out, and squeaked under their feet, as it does with a low thermometer. "We shall leave no tracks," said Barlasch, as he led the way off the Langfuhr road towards the river. There was broken ground here, where earthworks had been begun and never completed.
I now, with the aid of a couple of ducats, discovered the whole affair, and learned it was agreed, between the Prussian resident, Reimer, and the lieutenant, that the latter should entice me into the suburb of Langfuhr, where there was an inn on the Prussian territories.
"Yes, because he greatly admires your honor and wasn't willing to see you treated so." "Karl, give him ten ducats from my purse and tell him I will take him in my own service, for he has afforded me great pleasure. The outing to-morrow will be a hundred times more amusing than I had hoped indeed more amusing than any I have ever undertaken in my life." "Your honor will go to Langführ, then!"
Some had quitted the city after hurriedly concealing their valuables in their gardens, behind the chimneys, beneath the floors, where it is to be supposed they still lie hidden. Others were among the weekly thousand or twelve hundred who were carted out by the Oliva Gate to be thrown into huge trenches, while the waiting Russians watched from their lines on the heights of Langfuhr.
You must be there on the stroke of ten by the village clock. Langführ is on the Prussian border and under Prussian rule." "Prussia!" exclaimed Trenck, shaking his head, which Karl had not finished powdering. "Are you quite sure?" "Perfectly. Eight Prussians non-commissioned officers and soldiers will be in the courtyard of the charming little inn that Lieutenant Henry described so well.
One morning, while at his toilet, Trenck's servant, Karl, who was devoted to him body and soul, observed: "Lieutenant Henry will enjoy himself thoroughly on your excursion to-morrow." "Why do you say that, Karl?" asked the baron. "Because he has planned to take your honor to Langführ at ten o'clock." "At ten or eleven the hour is not of importance." "No!
Lieutenant N came, about noon, to dine with me as usual, was more pensive and serious than I had ever observed him before, and left me at four in the afternoon, after having made a promise to ride early next day with him as far as Langfuhr. I observed my consent gave him great pleasure, and my heart then pronounced sentence on the traitor.
In the distance glistened the tavern of Langführ, with its broad red and blue stripes and its tempting signboard that displayed a well-appointed festive table. The low door in the wall that enclosed the tavern courtyard was still closed. Inside, to the right of that door, was a little terrace, and against the wall was an arbor formed of running vines and ivy.
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