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The old man hesitated; he seemed not to know how to break his bad news gently. At last he spoke. "His excellency Baron von Wallmoden is at Rodeck and the baroness, too." "My brother?" Regine cried apprehensively. "Yes, my lady. His excellency was thrown from his carriage and now he is unconscious at Rodeck, and the physician whom we summoned in haste, says his condition is very serious."
The one thing which completed the ambassador's discomfiture, and made his position extremely painful, was the coming of Falkenried. It would be impossible to conceal his son's whereabouts and doings from the father, and Wallmoden dare not let him learn them from strangers.
"She's in the dining-room with all the rest of the world, but you have been missed already. Come, it is time that we got something to eat." With which the head forester took hold of his brother-in-law's arm and led him away, after his usual jolly manner. Hartmut stood where von Wallmoden had left him.
A line of defence was, nevertheless, taken up by the British under Wallmoden, by the Dutch under their hereditary stadtholder, William V. of Orange, and by an Austrian corps under Alvinzi; the Dutch were, however, panic-struck, and negotiated a separate treaty with Pichegru, who, at that moment, solely aimed at separating the Dutch from their allies; but when, in December, all the rivers and canals were suddenly frozen, and nature no longer threw insurmountable obstacles in his path, regardless of the negotiations then pending in Paris, he unexpectedly took up arms, marched across the icebound waters, and carried Holland by storm.
"Have you finished your breakfast at last, Will? Come, we'll go to the Burgsdorf fishing pond don't be so vexatiously slow. Good-bye, Aunt Regine, I can see Uncle Wallmoden does not approve of your having pardoned me. Hurrah, now we're off for the woods." And away he rushed over the terrace and across the garden. There was something attractive in his exuberance and enthusiasm.
That would be too great an honor." She began to laugh loudly, and Will, to whom the whole conversation had appeared very comical, joined in in the same key. Herr von Wallmoden took no part in this sudden explosion of gaiety; he only winced again, as though his nerves were affected, and shrugged his shoulders. "No, I had not thought of that. I know full well I should have my trouble for my pains.
"You mean Hartmut Rojanow ?" he said very seriously. "He will scarcely join me; he is in Sicily at present, or was, at least, a couple of months ago. Since then I have not heard from him, and don't even know where to write." Frau von Wallmoden stooped to pluck a flower which grew in her way, as she said quietly: "I believed you were in constant correspondence with one another."
Hartmut is no baby to be carried off in a carriage in spite of himself." "But if he were willing it would be a different matter." "I have his word that he'll be back in a couple of hours," said the Major with emphasis. Wallmoden shrugged his shoulders: "The word of a boy of seventeen!" "Who has had a soldier's education and knows the significance of his word of honor.
Zalika learned to know me in the hour of our separation; she'll be cautious about driving me to extremes a second time." "But perhaps she will seek to accomplish secretly what you have openly refused." "That is impossible; the discipline of our institution is so severe there could be no intercourse here of which I should not learn at once." Wallmoden did not seem to share his friend's confidence.
This adventurer had been so praised and so lauded and admired for his poetical genius and talents, that just at present it was a matter of doubt whether any statement which Wallmoden could make would have much effect on the society and the court where the newly risen star was the hero of the hour. Hartmut had risked much against Wallmoden's threats and won.
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