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Nevertheless it marked the beginning of a new position for me, as rich in discomfort as, according to my experience, are most extensions of power. The departure to Biarritz was carried through without further overt hostilities. It chanced to be holidays with me, all my tutors were on their vacation, my governor, Vohrenlorf, on a visit at Berlin.
"I take you there," said I. "But I hear your horse being walked up and down outside." "Yes, he's there." "It's a chilly morning. Don't keep him waiting. Vohrenlorf, see the Prince mounted." Varvilliers laughed; even Wetter smiled. "All right, you needn't be in such a hurry. I'm going," said William Adolphus.
Vohrenlorf looked up with a hopeless dazed expression. Varvilliers was at a loss. Wetter's figure and face were still unmoved. A sudden idea came into my head. "There is no need for M. Wetter to be ruined," said I. "Whatever the result may be it shall seem an accident." Wetter looked up with a quick jerk of his head. I glanced at the clock. "In four hours it will be light," I said.
Varvilliers and Vohrenlorf, men of unblemished honour, were firm in their assertions and unshaken in their evidence; Wetter's obvious consternation at the event was invoked as confirmatory evidence. As soon as I was able to give my account, my voice and authority were cast decisively into the same scale. Men might suspect and women might gossip.
"What makes you as pale as a ghost, my friend?" she asked. "It's late; I'm tired," he answered lamely and awkwardly. She turned a shrewd glance on me. I smiled composedly. "Ah, well, it's no affair of mine," she said. In turn we took farewell of her and of madame. But, as I was going out, she called me. "In a minute, Vohrenlorf," I cried, waving my hand toward the door. The rest passed out.
That was an extremely good maxim; but it would have been of no service to cast the pearl before Coralie's impresario. I would use it myself, though. I summoned Vohrenlorf. "We have stayed here too long, Vohrenlorf," said I. "My presence is necessary in Forstadt. I must not appear wanting in interest in these preparations." "Undoubtedly," said he, "they are very anxious for your Majesty's return."
We took up our positions, each six feet in front of the targets; a bullet which hit me would, but for the interruption, have struck on, or directly above or below, the outermost target on the right-hand side. Vohrenlorf and Varvilliers stood on either side of the room; the latter was to give the signal. Indeed Vohrenlorf could not have been trusted with such a duty.
She had been happy, and she wanted to go on being happy; but now she was afraid she was going to be unhappy, and she shrank from unhappiness as from a toothache. I took her hand and kissed and caressed it. "Go to bed, my dear," said I. "You'll be laughing at this in the morning. And poor Vohrenlorf is waiting all this while for me." "Go, then. You may kiss me though." I bent down and kissed her.
For me, I am determined to test it." "Still you're in love with her." "Agreed, agreed, agreed. A man must have a spur to knowledge." We parted at the Place de la Concorde, and I strolled on alone to my hotel. Vohrenlorf was waiting for me, a little anxious, infinitely sleepy. I dismissed him at once, and sat down to read my letters.
Now I had only a month; but the images were with me, importunate and pleading. I was asking whether I could not, even now, save something out of life. Three days later found me established in a hotel in the Place Vendome at Paris, Vohrenlorf my only companion. I was in strictest incognito; Baron de Neberhausen was my name.
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