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I now wrote to my sister, the wife of the before-mentioned only son of General Waldow; described my awful situation, and entreated her to remit three hundred rix-dollars to the Jewess, hoping, by this means, I might escape from my prison.
We must therefore be on our guard, too, and render him harmless; that is to say, we must imprison him, so that he can not imprison us." "If I only knew the contents of the package," murmured Sebastian von Waldow.
True friends and trusty messengers have been sent by Goldacker and myself to Prussia, to concert measures there with your adherents, and to rouse them to strong, energetic action. Sebastian von Waldow, superintendent of the palace and captain of Ruppin, assembles your friends together in perfect secrecy, and I daily expect from him exact accounts as to the success of his operations.
They will surely reach Spandow before daybreak, and Colonel von Burgsdorf will be cheated out of his precious prisoners. What is that? What strange sound does the night wind bear to the three riders? Simultaneously all three turn in their saddles and listen. They hear it quite plainly. It is the noise made by trotting horses. It comes on it comes nearer. "Wallenrodt, Waldow! We are pursued!"
"Well, Sebastian," he said, turning to his confidant, "you were right, the captured papers must have been of dangerous import, for we already see the results. Our enemies are active, and I like that, for thereby the dénouement will be hastened and our victory brought nearer. For conquer we will!" "Conquer or die!" sighed Sebastian von Waldow.
"Waldow!" cried the count, springing back from the window, "he has gone, and we have, God be thanked! no guard inside the house. We are unobserved." "What good will that do us, Sir Count," sighed Waldow. "We can not leave the house, and your papers have been seized." "Not my papers, Waldow! No, God be praised! not my papers!" exulted the count. "Did you not see that my writing desk was empty?"
We proceeded four miles from Biala to Oswintzen, I having determined to ask aid from my sister, who had married Waldow, and lived much at her case on a fine estate at Hanmer, in Brandenburg, between Lansberg, on the Warta and Meseritsch, a frontier town of Poland. For this reason we continued our route all along the Silesian confines to Meseritsch. Feb. 2. To Bobrek and Elkusch, five miles.
He will not dare to attack me. I shall be sustained by him in my position of Stadtholder in the Mark, and then from Stadtholder to independent Sovereign requires but one step, which I mean to take, and " The door was violently burst open and Sebastian von Waldow rushed in. "Count!" he cried, gasping for breath "Count, we are lost!" "What is the matter? Say, what is the matter?"
"My whole correspondence with my father, during my last sojourn at Regensburg, besides copies of my letters to the Emperor and Marwitz, were in the drawer of my father's writing table, and have been carried off with the rest." "And did these letters compromise you, count?" asked Herr von Waldow, drawing nearer to him.
"I am only waiting for the return of the messenger whom I sent to Sebastian von Waldow. He will bring us reliable information as to the progress of organization among your adherents in Prussia, for Waldow has gone himself to Königsberg to hold a consultation with Count Martinitz, and to concert with our loyal friends a fixed plan of operations."
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