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Vavel applied his spurs and cantered briskly toward the house, but moderated his speed when he came nearer. He remembered how easily Marie was frightened by the clatter of horse-hoofs. At the corner of the street he alighted, and cautioning Matyas to exercise slowly the fatigued horses, proceeded on foot to the house. The servant on guard at the door saluted in military fashion with drawn sword.
Here is a passport; if you are stopped at our lines show it to the guard. And here is a purse; don't spare the contents. And do not speak to a living soul about your mission." "Your orders shall be obeyed," responded Satan Laczi, as he turned to leave the tent. Vavel did not go back to the officers' tent.
Once the baroness arranged a chase, and herself joined in the hunt after the pheasants and deer on her estate, proving herself a skilled Amazon in the saddle and in the management of her rifle. Then, the officers improvised a horse-race; and once they even got up a circus, in which all look part. Count Vavel, in his tower, was an interested spectator of many of these amusements.
The baroness had omitted this ceremony, which proved that she either did not know of Marie's hiding-place, or that she possessed enough delicacy of feeling to understand that it would be inconvenient to the one concerned were she to take any notice of the circumstance. Either reason was satisfactory to Count Vavel. But a woman without curiosity!
Count Vavel did not give chase to the fleeing thief, but, swinging his cudgel around his head, ran through the open door into the hall. Here a lamp was burning. He hurried into the salon, and saw, as he entered, two more of the robbers jump from the window into the garden. Count Ludwig hurried on toward the adjoining room, whence came the faint light of a lamp.
She drew him from his chair to the window in the dining-room, where his own eyes convinced him of the truth of Marie's announcement. Already the two vehicles were crossing the causeway, and the baroness's rose-colored parasol gleamed among the trees. Deeply agitated, Count Vavel hastened to meet her. "May I come with you?" shyly begged Marie, following him.
Henry was a very shrewd fellow, but he had never learned to write. At last Count Vavel bethought him of an expedient. He marked on the back of his card the Roman numerals XI, and trusted that the baroness would understand that she was expected at eleven o'clock. When the appointed hour drew near, curiosity began to torture the count.
He arrived at the castle in due time; and Count Vavel, who wished to make amends for his former rudeness to so important a personage, greeted him with great cordiality. "The Herr Count has been ill, I understand?" began Herr Bernat, when greetings had been exchanged. "I have not been ill at least, not to my knowledge," smilingly responded the count. "Indeed?
You will find something to eat and drink in the corner there. I may want you to ride farther to-night." "If I am to go on a horse, that will rest me sufficiently," was the response. Vavel quitted the tent to read the letter by the nearest watch-fire. It was addressed to "General Guillaume." That the general commanded a brigade of the viceroy of Italy's troops, Vavel knew.
From the outside of a house, when it is light, one cannot see what is going on in a dark room. This question Count Vavel was given an opportunity to decide. The astronomical calendar had announced a total eclipse of the moon on a certain night in July. The moon would enter the shadow at ten o'clock, and reach full obscuration toward midnight.
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