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Clara saw that Rieseneck was about to utter the fatal words, and with a last remnant of energy she made a desperate attempt to cover his mouth with her hand. But she was too late. 'This woman is my wife, not yours! he cried in ringing tones. In an instant Greifenstein thrust his brother from him, so that he reeled back against the wall. 'Liar! he almost yelled.
He had not heard all the groom's story. 'My father is also with them, said Rex, answering the unspoken question. Greif grasped the table and stared at his companion stupidly for a moment. Then all at once his pale face grew luminous and his eyes glittered. 'Rieseneck? he cried, in a suffocated tone.
'Clara von Rieseneck, your hour is come. 'Mercy, Kuno! For God's sake 'There is no mercy. Confess your crime. The time is short. The wretched old woman tried to rise, but Rieseneck's hand kept her upon her knees. 'You shall do me this justice before you go, he said. 'Repeat your misdeeds after me. You, Clara Kurtz, were married to me in the year eighteen hundred and forty-seven.
When the student with whom he had fought had cast in his teeth the evil deeds of Kuno von Rieseneck, he had unhesitatingly denied the story, thinking it a merely gratuitous insult invented on the spur of the moment.
Follow that and you will come out in the Hunger-Thurm. Such devices are common in buildings of the old time in Germany, and Rieseneck manifested no surprise. He only nodded gravely. Greifenstein closed the panel and then left him alone.
The situation seemed unbearable, and yet it must be borne. Every moment was in all likelihood bringing Rieseneck nearer, every minute might be the last before his coming. There was nothing to be done. Greifenstein had not even the diversion of making preparations for the man's hurried journey, since any show of preparation might be detrimental to the scheme.
'And now you are to die, and may the Lord have mercy upon your sinful soul. 'And now I am to die. May the Lord have mercy upon my sinful soul. Released from the stern command of her judge, Clara uttered a low cry and fell upon her face at his feet. 'You have heard, said Rieseneck to his brother. 'It is time. Greifenstein turned.
'Yes, replied his brother, 'it seems so. 'After all, it is nearly Christmas, said Clara, trembling in every limb at the sound of her own voice. Only an hour more to bear, and she would be safe for ever. Only another effort and Greifenstein would suspect nothing. Rieseneck looked mechanically at his brother, as though he were trying to find something to say.
'He had been an officer and had betrayed his trust in the times of revolution, was sentenced and imprisoned; he escaped from the fortress, made his way to South America, and lived there for forty years in exile, until the amnesty was proclaimed. He was not Greifenstein, he was Rieseneck, half-brother to my father by the mother's side and younger than he. That was bad enough, however.
He knew that he could do nothing to hinder the progress of events, and he knew that if his brother came to Greifenstein, he should need all his strength and energy in dealing with him. There was nothing to do but to wait. As for Clara's secret, the more he thought about it, the more persuaded he was that it was not connected with Rieseneck, but with some other person.
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