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The inhabitants reported that the German troops patrolled the whole valley, pushing sometimes down to the walls of Schlestadt, levying contributions and carrying off cattle. The village was very poor, and was able to furnish little accommodation in the way of quarters, still less in that of food.
His lips, too, moved as though he was framing the three selected names, Gaydon, Misset, O'Toole, and "Schlestadt" as a bracket uniting them. Then he suddenly rose up and crossed the room to Wogan. "My daughter wrote that a woman must attend her. It is a necessary provision." "Your Highness, Misset has a wife, and the wife matches him." "They are warned to be ready?"
No; he had only felt lonely since he had come near to Schlestadt, since, in a word, he had deemed himself to have outstripped pursuit. He got into his bed and blew out the candle. For a moment the room was black as pitch, then on his left side the darkness thinned at one point and a barred square of grey became visible; the square of grey was the window.
"Yet this winter when I was at Schlestadt preparing the expedition to Innspruck," Wogan said with a certain timidity, for he no longer felt that it was within his right to make reproaches, "the King was in Rome visiting Mlle. de Caprara." The Cardinal flushed with some anger at Wogan's persistence. "Come, sir," said he, "what has soured you with suspicions?
It recalled to him that evening at Ohlau when she had stood behind the curtain with a stiletto in her hand, and the three last days of his perilous ride to Schlestadt. He needed his most vivid recollections to steel his heart against her; for he was beginning to think it was his weary lot to go up and down the world causing pain to women.
While Wogan was lighting the tobacco, Misset came back into the room with word that the doctor was out upon his last rounds, but would come as soon as he had returned home. The four men sat down about the fire, and Wogan reached out his hand and felt O'Toole's arm. "It is you," he said. "There you are, the three of you, my good friends, and this is Schlestadt.
But he still had his letter in his pocket, and in time that served to enhearten him. Only two more days, he thought. On the third night he would sleep in Schlestadt. The next afternoon Wogan came to the town of Ulm. "Gaydon," he said to himself as he watched its towers and the smoke curling upwards from its chimneys, "would go no further to-day with this letter in his pocket.
The names were all erased but three, and against those three was that other name of Schlestadt. No doubt the Countess while she bent over her harp-strings took a look at that list. I must run the gauntlet into Schlestadt." Towards evening he came to Stuttgart and rode through the Schloss Platz and along the Königstrasse.
"At your Highness's first word that slip of paper travels to Schlestadt. It is unsigned, it imperils no one, it betrays nothing. But it will tell its story none the less surely to those three men, for Gaydon knows my hand." The Prince smiled in approval. "You have prudence, Mr. Warner, as well as audacity," said he.
"The flower of Ireland. Those three names have been my comfort these last three weeks." "And all the three at Schlestadt. How comes that about?" "Your Highness, they are all three officers in Dillon's Irish regiment, and so have that further advantage." "Advantage?"
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