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Welf, Otto of Nordheim, Berthold of Carinthia, and Hugo, Count Palatine of Tübingen, were ready to support him with their lives, as they marched on proudly at the head of their vassals and soldiers.
The Count Rapatho had already fallen before the fiery Rodolph, and the Te Deum was hushed as the mangled corpse was brought into Henry's camp. Nor was Otto of Nordheim less successful. At the head of the Saxon infantry, he had routed the legions of Franconia, and had driven numbers into the deep and rapid river.
But the Suabians, opposed to three times their number, were beginning to retreat, when Otto of Nordheim, true to his word, emerged from the mist and fell upon the enemy's flank. "Well done, thou Saxon eagle!" exclaimed Rodolph, eagerly, seeing the discomfited foe staggering before this unexpected and vigorous attack. "Henry of Stramen, ride to the duke, and tell him he has won the day."
On the afternoon of the second day, I took the post to Nordheim, about twelve miles distant. The Göttingen valley, down which we drove, is green and beautiful, and the trees seem to have come out all at once. we were not within sight of the Hartz, but the mountains along the Weser were visible on the left. The roads were extremely muddy from the late rains, so that I proceeded but slowly.
"Where is Nordheim?" interjected Burke quickly, a little of his "third degree" training getting the upper hand. "Nordheim?" "Yes you know. Tell me. Is he here?" "Here? Isn't it bad enough to hound him, without hounding me, too? Will you merciless detectives drive us all from, place to place with your brutal suspicions?" "Merciless?" inquired Burke, smiling with sarcasm.
The nobles of the empire, the principal prelates who remained faithful to Rome, and the Papal legates, Siccard, Patriarch of Aquileia, and Altmann, Bishop of Passau, were assembled within the town in solemn council. Scarcely, however, had their deliberations begun, before Otto of Nordheim, at the head of the flower of Saxony, appeared among them and declared himself in their favor.
Who, where is, Mr. Brainard?" "Dead, I believe," Gladys hesitated. "Mrs. Brainard has been well known in Washington circles for years. Indeed, I invited her with us the night of the Manila display." "And Mr. Nordheim?" broke in Burke. "N-no," she hesitated. "He was there, but I don't know as whose guest." "Did he seem very friendly with. Mrs. Brainard?" pursued the detective.
He saw that Henry was now between him and Otto. "Ride to my noble Otto," he said to Gilbert, who was at his side, "and bid him charge at once." Before Rodolph had altered his array, Gilbert brought back the Saxon's answer: "Otto of Nordheim declines to abandon the advantages of his position, and says he will not fail you, should you require his assistance."
"Of course we are watching all the employes who had access to the draughting-room and tracing everybody who was in the building that night. I have a complete list of them. There are three or four who will bear watching. For instance, there is a young attache of one of the embassies, named Nordheim." "Nordheim!" I echoed, involuntarily. I had expected an Oriental name. "Yes, a German.
Never had his eye flashed forth such wild lustre, or his bosom heaved with such pent-up emotion. Then, as the main body of the Saxons pressed rapidly forward under Otto of Nordheim, against the foe disordered by pursuit, and Rodolph saw his plans accomplished, he turned to the Archbishop of Mayence, and exclaimed, in a voice broken by deep feeling: "The day is ours!"
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