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Updated: July 11, 2025
Thus it was that, hard on the marvelous tidings which, as I conjecture, the Baroness von Helsing poured into her husband's drowsy ears, came an imperative summons that the chancellor should wait on the king at the house of Fritz von Tarlenheim. Truly we had tempted fate too far by bringing Rudolf Rassendyll again to Strelsau.
Sapt received this message while a council of war was being held, and the information it gave aided not a little in the arrangements that the constable and Rudolf Rassendyll made. What these were I must now relate, although, I fear, at the risk of some tediousness. Yet that council of war in Zenda was held under no common circumstances.
That night James, the servant, took leave of his dead master and of us. He carried to England by word of mouth for we dared write nothing down the truth concerning the King of Ruritania and Mr. Rassendyll. It was to be told to the Earl of Burlesdon, Rudolf's brother, under a pledge of secrecy; and to this day the earl is the only man besides ourselves who knows the story.
This interview presented no great difficulties, since her Majesty was in the habit of coming to the constable's room to take his advice or to consult with him. The hardest task was to contrive afterwards a free and unnoticed escape for Mr. Rassendyll.
Now, the king, sir... This is my story, you know, sir, only my story." "Your story interests me. Go on with it." "The king went out very early this morning, sir." "That would be on private business?" "So we should have understood. But Mr. Rassendyll, Herbert, and ourselves remained here." "Had the Count of Hentzau been?" "Not to our knowledge, sir. But we were all tired and slept very soundly."
Rassendyll the year before at Dresden; Rupert was keeping a watchful eye on all that passed in Strelsau; Rupert had procured the fellow his fine testimonials and sent him to me, in the hope that he would chance on something of advantage to his employer.
"My love to King Rudolf, the real King Rudolf," said she. "Though you carry what will make him think little of my love." "I have no desire he should think too much of it, sweet," said I. She caught me by the hands, and looked up in my face. "What a friend you are, aren't you, Fritz?" said she. "You worship Mr. Rassendyll. I know you think I should worship him too, if he asked me.
It was an utter surprise to them when, without their orders, the door was suddenly flung open. The chancellor, slow of movement, and not, if I may say it, over-quick of brain, sat in his corner for half a minute or more before he rose to his feet. On the other hand, Rudolf Rassendyll was the best part of the way across the room in an instant.
Rassendyll to be at Fritz von Tarlenheim's for hours with the queen, when the king is at his hunting lodge? A king has died already, and two men besides, to save a word against her. And you you'll be the man to set every tongue in Strelsau talking, and every finger pointing in suspicion at her?" Rudolf made no answer.
Sapt busied himself in preparing the account of the fire at the hunting-lodge; it was to be communicated to the journals, and it told with much circumstantiality how Rudolf Rassendyll had come to visit the king, with James his servant, and, the king being summoned unexpectedly to the capital, had been awaiting his Majesty's return when he met his fate.
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