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Stokes Company Publishers + </h5> + <h3> + 1910 + </h3> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <p> + <b>CONTENTS</b> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0001"> <b>THE SWORD MAKER</b> </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0002"> I. AN OFFER TO OPEN THE RIVER </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0003"> II. THE BARGAIN IS STRUCK </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0004"> III. DISSENSION IN THE IRONWORKERS’ GUILD + </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0005"> IV. THE DISTURBING JOURNEY OF FATHER AMBROSE + </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0006"> V. THE COUNTESS VON SAYN AND THE ARCHBISHOP OF + COLOGNE </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0007"> VI. TO BE KEPT SECRET FROM THE COUNTESS </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0008"> VII. MUTINY IN THE WILDERNESS </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0009"> VIII. THE MISSING LEADER AND THE MISSING GOLD + </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0010"> IX. A SOLEMN PROPOSAL OF MARRIAGE </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0011"> X. A CALAMITOUS CONFERENCE </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0012"> XI. GOLD GALORE THAT TAKES TO ITSELF WINGS </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0013"> XII. THE LAUGHING RED MARGRAVE OF FURSTENBERG + </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0014"> XIII. “A SENTENCE; COME, PREPARE!” + </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0015"> XIV. THE PRISONER OF EHRENFELS </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0016"> XV. JOURNEYS END IN LOVERS’ MEETING </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0017"> XVI. MY LADY SCATTERS THE FREEBOOTERS AND + CAPTURES THEIR CHIEF </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0018"> XVII. “FOR THE EMPRESS, AND NOT FOR THE + EMPIRE” </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0019"> XVIII. THE SWORD MAKER AT BAY </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0020"> XIX. THE BETROTHAL IN THE GARDEN </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0021"> XX. THE MYSTERY OF THE FOREST </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0022"> XXI. A SECRET MARRIAGE </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0023"> XXII. LONG LIVE THEIR MAJESTIES </a> + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0001" id="link2H_4_0001"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + THE SWORD MAKER + </h2> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0002" id="link2H_4_0002"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + I. AN OFFER TO OPEN THE RIVER + </h2> + <p> + Considering the state of the imperial city of Frankfort, one would not + expect to find such a gathering as was assembled in the Kaiser cellar of + the Rheingold drinking tavern. Outside in the streets all was turbulence + and disorder; a frenzy on the part of the populace taxing to the utmost + the efforts of the city authorities to keep it within bounds, and prevent + the development of a riot that might result in the partial destruction at + least of this once prosperous city. And indeed, the inhabitants of + Frankfort could plead some excuse for their boisterousness. Temporarily, + at any rate, all business was at a standstill. The skillful mechanics of + the town had long been out of work, and now to the ranks of the unemployed + were added, from time to time, clerks and such-like clerical people, + expert accountants, persuasive salesmen, and small shopkeepers, for no one + now possessed the money to buy more than the bare necessities of life. Yet + the warehouses of Frankfort were full to overflowing, with every kind of + store that might have supplied the needs of the people, and to the + unlearned man it seemed unjust that he and his family should starve while + granaries were packed with the agricultural produce of the South, and huge + warehouses were glutted with enough cloth from Frankfort and the + surrounding districts to clothe ten times the number of tatterdemalions + who clamored through the streets. + </p> + <p> + The wrath of the people was concentrated against one man, and he the + highest in the land; to blame, of course, in a secondary degree, but not + the one primarily at fault for this deplorable state of things. The + Emperor, always indolent from the time he came to the throne, had grown + old and crabbed and fat, caring for nothing but his flagon of wine that + stood continually at his elbow. Laxity of rule in the beginning allowed + his nobles to get the upper hand, and now it would require a civil war to + bring them into subjection again. They, sitting snug in their strongholds, + with plenty of wine in their cellars and corn in their bins, cared nothing + for the troubles of the city. Indeed, those who inhabited either bank of + the Rhine, watching from their elevated castles the main avenue of traffic + between Frankfort and Cologne, her chief market, had throughout that long + reign severely taxed the merchants conveying goods downstream. During the + last five years, their exactions became so piratical that finally they + killed the goose that laid the golden eggs, so now the Rhine was without a + boat, and Frankfort without a buyer. + </p> + <p> + For too long Frankfort had looked to the Emperor, whose business it was to + keep order in his domain, and when at last the merchants, combining to + help themselves, made an effort towards freedom, it was too late. The + result of their combination was a flotilla of nearly a hundred boats, + which, gathering at Frankfort and Mayence, proceeded together down the + river, convoyed by a fleet containing armed men, and thus they thought to + win through to Cologne, and so dispose of their goods. But the robber + Barons combined also, hung chains across the river at the Lorely rocks, + its narrowest part, and realizing that this fleet could defeat any single + one of them, they for once acted in concert, falling upon the boats when + their running against the chains threw them into confusion. + </p> + <p> + The nobles and their brigands were seasoned fighters all, while the armed + men secured by the merchants were mere hirelings, who fled in panic; and + those not cut to pieces by their savage adversaries became themselves + marauders on a small scale, scattered throughout the land, for there was + little use of tramping back to the capital, where already a large portion + of the population suffered the direst straits. + </p> + <p> + Not a single bale of goods reached Cologne, for the robbers divided + everything amongst themselves, with some pretty quarrels, and then they + sank the boats in the deepest part of the river as a warning, lest the + merchants of Frankfort and Mayence should imagine the Rhine belonged to + them. Meantime, all petitions to the Emperor being in vain, the merchants + gave up the fight. They were a commercial, not a warlike people. They + discharged their servants and underlings, and starvation slowly settled + down upon the distressed city. + </p> + <p> + After the maritime disaster on the Rhine, some of the merchants made a + futile attempt to amend matters, for which their leaders paid dearly. They + appealed to the seven Electors, finding their petitions to the Emperor + were in vain, asking these seven noblemen, including the three warlike + Archbishops of Cologne, Treves, and Mayence, to depose the Emperor, which + they had power to do, and elect his son in his stead. But they overlooked + the fact that a majority of the Electors themselves, and probably the + Archbishops also, benefited directly or indirectly by the piracies on the + Rhine. The answer to this request was the prompt hanging of three leading + merchants, the imprisonment of a score of others, and a warning to the + rest that the shoemaker should stick to his last, leaving high politics to + those born to rule. This misguided effort caused the three Archbishops to + arrest Prince Roland, the Emperor’s only son, and incarcerate him in + Ehrenfels, a strong castle on the Rhine belonging to the Archbishop of + Mayence, who was thus made custodian of the young man, and responsible to + his brother prelates of Cologne and Treves for the safe-keeping of the + Prince. The Archbishops, as has been said, were too well satisfied with + the weak administration then established at Frankfort to wish a change, so + the lad was removed from the capital, that the citizens of Frankfort might + be under no temptation to place him at their head, and endeavor to + overturn the existing order of things. + </p> + <p> + This being the state of affairs in Frankfort, with every one gloomy, and a + majority starving, it was little wonder that the main cellar of the + Rheingold tavern should be empty, although when times were good it was + difficult to find a seat there after the sun went down. But in the smaller + Kaiser cellar, along each side of the single long table, sat young men + numbering a score, who ate black bread and drank Rhine wine, to the + roaring of song and the telling of story. They formed a close coterie, + admitting no stranger to their circle if one dissenting voice was raised + against his acceptance, yet in spite of this exclusiveness there was not a + drop of noble blood in the company. They belonged, however, to the + aristocracy of craftsmen; metal-workers for the most part, ingenious + artificers in iron, beaters of copper, fashioners of gold and silver. + Glorious blacksmiths, they called themselves; but now, like every one + else, with nothing to do. In spite of their city up-bringing all were + stalwart, well-set-up young men; and, indeed, the swinging of hammers is + good exercise for the muscles of the arm, and in those turbulent days a + youth who could not take care of himself with his stick or his fists was + like to fare ill if he ventured forth after nightfall. + </p> + <p> + This, indeed, had been the chief reason for the forming of their guild, + and if one of their number was set upon, the secret call of the + organization shouted aloud brought instant help were any of the members + within hearing. Belonging neither to the military nor the aristocracy, + they were not allowed to wear swords, and to obtain this privilege was one + of the objects of their organization. Indeed, each member of the guild + secretly possessed a weapon of the best, although he risked his neck if + ever he carried it abroad with him. Among their number were three of the + most expert sword makers in all Germany. + </p> + <p> + These three sword makers had been instrumental in introducing to their + order the man who was now its leader. This youth came to one of them with + ideas concerning the proper construction of a sword, and the balancing of + it, so that it hung easily in the hand as though part of the fore-arm. + Usually, the expert has small patience with the theories of an amateur; + but this young fellow, whose ambition it was to invent a sword, possessed + such intimate knowledge of the weapon as it was used, not only in Germany, + but also in France and Italy, that the sword maker introduced him to + fellow-craftsmen at other shops, and they taught him how to construct a + sword. These instructors, learning that although, as Roland laughingly + said, he was not allowed to wear a sword, he could wield it with a + precision little short of marvelous, the guild gave permission for this + stranger to be a guest at one of their weekly meetings at the Kaiser + cellar, where he exhibited his wonderful skill. + </p> + <p> + Not one of them, nor, indeed, all of them together, stood any chance when + confronting him. They clamored to be taught, offering good money for the + lessons, believing that if they acquired but a tithe of his excellence + with the blade they might venture to wear it at night, and let their skill + save them from capture. But the young fellow refused their money, and + somewhat haughtily declined the rôle of fencing-master, whereupon they + unanimously elected him a member of the coterie, waiving for this one + occasion the rule which forbade the choice of any but a metal-worker. When + the stranger accepted the election, he was informed that it was the duty + of each member to come to the aid of his brethren when required, and they + therefore requested him to teach them swordsmanship. Roland, laughing, + seeing how he had been trapped, as it were, with his own consent, acceded + to the universal wish, and before a year had passed his twenty comrades + were probably the leading swordsmen in the city of Frankfort. + </p> + <p> + Shortly after the disaster to the merchants’ fleet at the Lorely, + Roland disappeared without a word of farewell to those who had come to + think so much of him. He had been extremely reticent regarding his + profession, if he had one, and no one knew where he lodged. It was feared + that the authorities had arrested him with the sword in his possession, + for he grew more reckless than any of the others in carrying the weapon. + One night, however, he reappeared, and took his seat at the head of the + table as if nothing had happened. Evidently he had traveled far and on + foot, for his clothes were dusty and the worse for wear. He refused to + give any account of himself, but admitted that he was hungry, thirsty, and + in need of money. + </p> + <p> + His hunger and thirst were speedily satisfied, but the money scarcity was + not so easily remedied. All the score were out of employment, with the + exception of the three sword makers, whose trade the uncertainty of the + times augmented rather than diminished. To cheer up Roland, who was a + young fellow of unquenchable geniality, they elected him to the empty + honor of being their leader, Kurzbold’s term of office having ended. + </p> + <p> + The guild met every night now, instead of once a week, and it may be + shrewdly suspected that the collation of black bread and sausage formed + the sole meal of the day for many of them. Nevertheless, their hilarity + was undiminished, and the rafters rang with song and laugh, and echoed + also maledictions upon a supine Government, and on the rapacious Rhine + lords. But the bestowal of even black bread and the least expensive of + wine could not continue indefinitely. They owed a bill to the landlord + upon which that worthy, patient as he had proved himself, always hoping + for better times, wished for at least something on account. All his other + customers had deserted him, and if they drank at all, chose some place + where the wine was thin and cheap. The landlord held out bravely for three + months after Roland was elected president, then, bemoaning his fate, + informed the guild that he would be compelled to close the Rheingold + tavern. + </p> + <p> + “Give me a week!” cried Roland, rising in his place at the + head of the table, “and I will make an effort to get enough gold to + settle the bill at least, with perhaps something over for each of our + pockets.” + </p> + <p> + This promise brought forth applause and a rattle of flagons on the table, + so palpably empty that the ever-hopeful landlord proceeded forthwith to + fill them. + </p> + <p> + “There is one proviso,” said Roland, as they drank his health + in the wine his offer produced. “To get this money I must do + something in return. I have a plan in mind which it would be premature to + disclose. If it succeeds, none of us will ever need to bend back over a + workman’s bench again, or hammer metal except for our own pleasure. + But acting alone I am powerless, so I must receive your promise that you + will stand by any pledge I make on your behalf, and follow me into + whatever danger I choose to lead you.” + </p> + <p> + There was a great uproar at this, and a boisterous consent. + </p> + <p> + “This day week, then,” said Roland, as he strapped sword to + side, threw cloak over shoulders, so that it completely concealed the + forbidden weapon, waved a hand to his cheering comrades, and went out into + the night. + </p> + <p> + Once ascended the cellar steps, the young man stood in the narrow street + as though hesitating what to do. Faintly there came to him the sound of + singing from the cellar he had quitted, and he smiled slightly as he + listened to the rousing chorus he knew so well. From the direction of the + Palace a more sinister echo floated on the night air; the unmistakable + howl of anger, pain, and terror; the noise that a pursued and stricken mob + makes when driven by soldiers. The populace had evidently been engaged in + its futile and dangerous task of demonstrating, and proclaiming its + hunger, and the authorities were scattering it; keeping it ever on the + move. + </p> + <p> + It was still early; not yet ten o’clock, and a full moon shone over + the city, unlighted otherwise. Drawing his cloak closer about him, Roland + walked rapidly in an opposite direction to that from which the tumult of + the rabble came, until he arrived at the wide Fahrgasse, a street running + north and south, its southern end terminating at the old bridge. Along + this thoroughfare lived the wealthiest merchants of Frankfort. + </p> + <p> + Roland turned, and proceeded slowly towards the river, critically + examining the tall, picturesque buildings on either hand, cogitating the + question which of them would best answer his purpose. They all seemed + uninviting enough, for their windows were dark, most of them tightly + shuttered; and, indeed, the thoroughfare looked like a street of the dead, + the deserted appearance enhanced, rather than relieved, by the white + moonlight lying on its cobble-stones. + </p> + <p> + Nearing the bridge, he discovered one stout door ajar, and behind it shone + the yellow glow of a lamp. He paused, and examined critically the façade + of the house, which, with its quiet, dignified architectural beauty, + seemed the abode of wealth. Although the shutters were closed, his intent + inspection showed him thin shafts of light from the chinks, and he + surmised that an assemblage of some sort was in progress, probably a + secret convention, the members of which entered unannounced, and left the + door ajar ready for the next comer. + </p> + <p> + For a moment he thought of venturing in, but remembering his mission + required the convincing of one man rather than the persuasion of a group, + he forbore, but noted in his mind the position and designation of the + house, resolving to select this building as the theater of his first + effort, and return to it next morning. It would serve his purpose as well + as another. + </p> + <p> + Roland’s attention was then suddenly directed to his own position, + standing in the bright moonlight, for there swung round from the river + road, into the Fahrgasse, a small and silent company, who marched as one + man. The moon was shining almost directly up the street, but the houses to + the west stood in its radiance, while those in the east were still in + shadow. Roland pressed himself back against the darkened wall to his left, + near the partially opened door; between it and the river. The silent + procession advanced to the door ajar, and there paused, forming their + ranks into two lines, thus making a passage for a tall, fine-looking, + bearded man, who walked to the threshold, then turned and raised his + bonnet in salute. + </p> + <p> + “My friends,” he said, “this is kind of you, and + although I have been silent, I ask you to believe that deeply I appreciate + your welcome escort. And now, enter with me, and we will drink a stoup of + wine together, to the somber toast, ‘God save our stricken city!’” + </p> + <p> + “No, no, Herr Goebel. To-night is sacred. We have seen you safely to + your waiting family, and at that reunion there should be no intruders. But + to-morrow night, if you will have us, we will drink to the city, and to + your own good health, Herr Goebel.” + </p> + <p> + This sentiment was applauded by all, and the merchant, seeing that they + would not accept his present invitation, bowed in acquiescence, and bade + them good-by. When the door closed the delegation separated into units, + and each went his own way. Roland, stepping out of the shadow, accosted + the rearmost man. + </p> + <p> + “Pardon me, mein Herr,” he said, “but may I ask what + ceremony is this in which you have been taking part?” + </p> + <p> + The person accosted looked with some alarm at his questioner, but the + moonlight revealed a face singularly gentle and winning; a face that in + spite of its youth inspired instinctive confidence. The tone, too, was + very persuasive, and seemed devoid even of the offense of curiosity. + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis no ceremony,” said the delegate, “but merely + the return home of our friend, Herr Goebel.” + </p> + <p> + “Has he, then, been on a journey?” + </p> + <p> + “Sir, you are very young, and probably unacquainted with Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “I have lived here all my life,” said Roland. “I am a + native of Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “In that case,” replied the other, “you show yourself + amazingly ignorant of its concerns; otherwise you would know that Herr + Goebel is one of the leading merchants of the city, a man honorable, + enlightened, and energetic—an example to us all, and one esteemed + alike by noble or peasant. We honor ourselves in honoring him.” + </p> + <p> + “Herr Goebel should be proud of such commendation, mein Herr, coming + I judge, from one to whom the words you use might also be applied.” + </p> + <p> + The merchant bowed gravely at this compliment, but made no remark upon it. + </p> + <p> + “Pardon my further curiosity,” continued the young man, + “but from whence does Herr Goebel return?” + </p> + <p> + “He comes from prison,” said the other. “He made the + mistake of thinking that our young Prince would prove a better ruler than + his father, our Emperor, and but that the Archbishops feared a riot if + they went to extremes, Herr Goebel ran great danger of losing his life + rather than his liberty.” + </p> + <p> + “What you say, mein Herr, interests me very much, and I thank you + for your courtesy. My excuse for questioning you is this. I am moved by a + desire to enter the employ of such a man as Herr Goebel, and I purpose + calling upon him to-morrow, if you think he would be good enough to + receive me.” + </p> + <p> + “He will doubtless receive you,” replied the other, “but + I am quite certain your mission will fail. At the present moment none of + us are engaging clerks, however competent. Ignorant though you are of + civic affairs, you must be aware that all business is at a standstill in + Frankfort. Although Herr Goebel has said nothing about it, I learn from an + unquestionable source that he himself is keeping from starvation all his + former employees, so I am sure he would not take on, for a stranger, any + further obligation.” + </p> + <p> + “Sir, I am well acquainted with the position of affairs, and it is + to suggest a remedy that I desire speech with Herr Goebel. I do not + possess the privilege of acquaintance with any merchant in this city, so + one object of my accosting you was to learn, if possible, how I might + secure some note of introduction to the merchant that would ensure his + receiving me, and obtain for me a hearing when once I had been admitted to + his house.” + </p> + <p> + If Roland expected the stranger to volunteer such a note, he quite + underestimated the caution of a Frankfort merchant. + </p> + <p> + “As I said before, you will meet with no difficulty so far as + entrance to the house is concerned. May I take it that you yourself + understand the art of writing?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh yes,” replied Roland. + </p> + <p> + “Then indite your own letter of introduction. Say that you have + evolved a plan for the redemption of Frankfort, and Herr Goebel will + receive you without demur. He will listen patiently, and give a definite + decision regarding the feasibility of your project. And now, good sir, my + way lies to the left. I wish you success, and bid you good-night.” + </p> + <p> + The stranger left Roland standing at the intersection of two streets, one + of which led to the Saalhof. They had been approaching the Romerberg, or + market-place, the center of Frankfort, when the merchant so suddenly ended + the conversation and turned aside. Roland remembered that no Jew was + allowed to set foot in the Romerberg, and now surmised the nationality of + his late companion. The youth proceeded alone through the Romerberg, and + down directly to the river, reaching the spot where the huge Saalhof faced + its flood. Roland saw that triple guards surrounded the Emperor’s + Palace. The mob had been cleared away, but no one was allowed to linger in + its precincts, and the youth was gruffly ordered to take himself + elsewhere, which he promptly did, walking up the Saalgasse, and past the + Cathedral, until he came once more into the Fahrgasse, down which he + proceeded, pausing for another glance at Goebel’s house, until he + came to the bridge, where he stood with arms resting on the parapet, + thoughtfully shaping in his mind what he would say to Herr Goebel in the + morning. + </p> + <p> + Along the opposite side of the river lay a compact mass of barges; ugly, + somber, black in the moonlight, silent witnesses to the ruin of Frankfort. + The young man gazed at this melancholy accumulation of useless floating + stock, and breathed the deeper when he reflected that whoever could set + these boats in motion again would prove himself, temporarily at least, the + savior of the city. + </p> + <p> + When the bells began to toll eleven, Roland roused himself, walked across + the bridge to Sachsenhausen, and so to his squalid lodging, consoling + himself with the remembrance that the great King Charlemagne had made this + his own place of residence. Here, before retiring to bed, he wrote the + letter which he was to send in next day to Herr Goebel, composing it with + some care, so that it aroused curiosity without satisfying it. + </p> + <p> + It was half-past ten next morning when Roland presented himself at the + door of the leading merchant in the Fahrgasse, and sent in to that worthy + his judiciously worded epistle. He was kept waiting in the hall longer + than he expected, but at last the venerable porter appeared, and said Herr + Goebel would be pleased to receive him. He was conducted up the stair to + the first floor, and into a front room which seemed to be partly library + and partly business office. Here seated at a stout table, he recognized + the grave burgher whose home-coming he had witnessed the night before. + </p> + <p> + The keen eyes of the merchant seemed to penetrate to his inmost thought, + and it struck Roland that there came into them an expression of + disappointment, for he probably did not expect so youthful a visitor. + </p> + <p> + “Will you be seated, mein Herr,” said his host; and Roland, + with an inclination of the head, accepted the invitation. “My time + is very completely occupied to-day,” continued the elder man, + “for although there is little business afoot in Frankfort, my own + affairs have been rather neglected of late, and I am endeavoring to + overtake the arrears.” + </p> + <p> + “I know that,” said Roland. “I stood by your doorcheek + last night when you returned home.” + </p> + <p> + “Did you so? May I ask why?” + </p> + <p> + “There was no particular reason. It happened that I walked down the + Fahrgasse, endeavoring to make up my mind upon whom I should call to-day.” + </p> + <p> + “And why have I received the preference?” + </p> + <p> + “Perhaps, sir, it would be more accurate to say your house received + the preference, if it is such. I was struck by its appearance of solidity + and wealth, and, differing from all others in the door being ajar, I + lingered before it last night with some inclination to enter. Then the + procession which accompanied you came along. I heard your address to your + friends, and wondered what the formality was about. After the door was + closed I accosted one of those who escorted you, and learned your name, + business, and reputation.” + </p> + <p> + “You must be a stranger in Frankfort when you needed to make such + inquiry.” + </p> + <p> + “Those are almost the same words that my acquaintance of last night + used, and he seemed astonished when I replied that I was born in + Frankfort, and had lived here all my life.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, I suppose no man is so well known as he thinks he is, but I + venture to assert that you are not engaged in business here.” + </p> + <p> + “Sir, you are in the right. I fear I have hitherto led a somewhat + useless existence.” + </p> + <p> + “On money earned by some one else, perhaps.” + </p> + <p> + “Again you hit the nail on the head, Herr Goebel. I lodge on the + other side of the river, and coming to and fro each day, the sight of all + those useless barges depresses me, and I have formulated a plan for + putting them in motion again.” + </p> + <p> + “I fear, sir, that wiser heads than yours have been meditating upon + that project without avail.” + </p> + <p> + “I should have been more gratified, Herr Goebel, if you had said + ‘older heads.’” + </p> + <p> + The suspicion of a smile hovered for a brief instant round the shrewd, + firm lips of the merchant. + </p> + <p> + “Young sir, your gentle reproof is deserved. I know nothing of your + wisdom, and so should have referred to the age, and not to the equipment + of your head. It occurs to me, as I study you more closely, that I have + met you before. Your face seems familiar.” + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis but a chance resemblance, I suspect. Until very recently + I have been absorbed in my studies, and rarely left my father’s + house.” + </p> + <p> + “I am doubtless mistaken. But to return to our theme. As you are + ignorant of my name and standing in this city, you are probably unaware of + the efforts already made to remove the deadlock on the Rhine.” + </p> + <p> + “In that, Herr Goebel, you are at fault. I know an expedition of + folly was promoted at enormous expense, and that the empty barges, + numbering something like fivescore, now rest in the deepest part of the + Rhine.” + </p> + <p> + “Why do you call it an expedition of folly?” + </p> + <p> + “Surely the result shows it to be such.” + </p> + <p> + “A plan may meet with disaster, even where every precaution has been + taken. We did the best we could, and if the men we had paid for the + protection of the flotilla had not, with base cowardice, deserted their + posts, these barges would have reached Cologne.” + </p> + <p> + “Never! The defenders you chose were riff-raff, picked up in the + gutters of Frankfort, and you actually supposed such cattle, undisciplined + and untrained, would stand up against the fearless fighters of the Barons, + swashbucklers, hardened to the use of sword and pike. What else was to be + expected? The goods were not theirs, but yours. They had received their + pay, and so speedily took themselves out of danger.” + </p> + <p> + “You forget, sir, or you do not know, that several hundred of them + were cut to pieces.” + </p> + <p> + “I know that, also, but the knowledge does not in the least nullify + my contention. I am merely endeavoring to show you that the heads you + spoke of a moment ago were only older, but not necessarily wiser than + mine. It would be impossible for me to devise an expedition so + preposterous.” + </p> + <p> + “What should we have done?” + </p> + <p> + “For one thing, you should have gone yourselves, and defended your + own bales.” + </p> + <p> + The merchant showed visible signs of a slowly rising anger, and had the + young man’s head contained the wisdom he appeared to claim for it, + he would have known that his remarks were entirely lacking in tact, and + that he was making no progress, but rather the reverse. “You speak + like a heedless, untutored youth. How could we defend our bales, when no + merchant is allowed to wear a sword?” + </p> + <p> + Roland rose and put his hands to the throat of his cloak. + </p> + <p> + “I am not allowed to wear a sword;” and saying this, he + dramatically flung wide his cloak, displaying the prohibited weapon + hanging from his belt. The merchant sat back in his chair, visibly + impressed. + </p> + <p> + “You seem to repose great confidence in me,” he said. “What + if I were to inform the authorities?” + </p> + <p> + The youth smiled. + </p> + <p> + “You forget, Herr Goebel, that I learned much about you from your + friend last night. I feel quite safe in your house.” + </p> + <p> + He flung his cloak once more over the weapon, and sat down again. + </p> + <p> + “What is your occupation, sir?” asked the merchant. + </p> + <p> + “I am a teacher of swordsmanship. I practice the art of a + fencing-master.” + </p> + <p> + “Your clients are aristocrats, then?” + </p> + <p> + “Not so. The class with which I am now engaged contains twenty + skilled artisans of about my own age.” + </p> + <p> + “If they do not belong to the aristocracy, your instruction must be + surreptitious, because it is against the law.” + </p> + <p> + “It is both surreptitious and against the law, but in spite of these + disadvantages, my twenty pupils are the best swordsmen in Frankfort, and I + would willingly pit them against any twenty nobles with whom I am + acquainted.” + </p> + <p> + “So!” cried the merchant. “You are acquainted with + twenty nobles, are you?” + </p> + <p> + “Well, you see,” explained the young man, flushing slightly, + “these metal-workers whom I drill, being out of employment, cannot + afford to pay for their lessons, and naturally, as you indicated, a + fencing-master must look to the nobles for his bread. I used the word + acquaintance hastily. I am acquainted with the nobles in the same way that + a clerk in the woolen trade might say he was acquainted with a score of + merchants, to none of whom he had ever spoken.” + </p> + <p> + “I see. Am I to take it that your project for opening the Rhine + depends for its success on those twenty metal-workers, who quite lawlessly + know how to handle their swords?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes.” + </p> + <p> + “Tell me what your plan is.” + </p> + <p> + “I do not care to disclose my plan, even to you.” + </p> + <p> + “I thought you came here hoping I should further your project, and + perhaps finance it. Am I wrong in such a surmise?” + </p> + <p> + “Sir, you are not. The very first proviso is that you pay to me + across this table a thousand thalers in gold.” + </p> + <p> + The smile came again to the lips of the merchant. + </p> + <p> + “Anything else?” he asked. + </p> + <p> + “Yes. You will select one of your largest barges, and fill it with + whatever class of goods you deal in.” + </p> + <p> + “Don’t you know what class of goods I deal in?” + </p> + <p> + “No! I do not.” + </p> + <p> + Goebel’s smile broadened. That a youth so ignorant of everything + pertaining to the commerce of Frankfort, should come in thus boldly and + demand a thousand thalers in gold from a man whose occupation he did not + know, seemed to the merchant one of the greatest pieces of impudence he + had encountered in his long experience of men. + </p> + <p> + “After all, my merchandise,” he said, “matters little + one way or another when I am engaged with such a customer as you. What + next?” + </p> + <p> + “You will next place a price upon the shipload; a price such as you + would accept if the boat reached Cologne intact. I agree to pay you that + money, together with the thousand thalers, when I return to Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “And when will that be, young sir?” + </p> + <p> + “You are better able to estimate the length of time than I. I do not + know, for instance, how long it takes a barge to voyage from Frankfort to + Cologne.” + </p> + <p> + “Given fair weather, which we may expect in July, and premising that + there are no interruptions, let us say a week.” + </p> + <p> + “Would a man journeying on horseback from Cologne to Frankfort reach + here sooner than the boat?” + </p> + <p> + “The barge having to make headway against a strong current, I should + say the horseman would accomplish the trip in a third of the time.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well. To allow for all contingencies, I promise to pay the + money one month from the day we leave the wharf at Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “That would be eminently satisfactory.” + </p> + <p> + “I forgot to mention that I expect you, knowing more about + navigation than I, to supply a trustworthy captain and an efficient crew + for the manning of the barge. I should like men who understand the + currents of the river, and who, if questioned by the Barons, would not be + likely to tell more than they were asked.” + </p> + <p> + “I can easily provide such a set of sailors.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well, Herr Goebel. Those are my requirements. Will you agree + to supply them?” + </p> + <p> + “With great pleasure, my young and enthusiastic friend, provided + that you comply with one of the most common of our commercial rules.” + </p> + <p> + “And what is that, mein Herr?” + </p> + <p> + “Before you depart you will leave with me ample security that if I + never see you again, the value of the goods, plus the thousand thalers, + will be repaid to me when the month is past.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah,” said the young man, “you impose an impossible + condition.” + </p> + <p> + “Give me a bond, then, signed by three responsible merchants.” + </p> + <p> + “Sir, as I am acquainted with no merchant in this city except + yourself, how could I hope to obtain the signature of even one responsible + man?” + </p> + <p> + “How, then, do you expect to obtain my consent to a project which I + know cannot succeed, while I bear all the risk?” + </p> + <p> + “Pardon me, Herr Goebel. I and my comrades risk our lives. You risk + merely your money and your goods.” + </p> + <p> + “You intend, then, to fight your way down the Rhine?” + </p> + <p> + “Surely. How else?” + </p> + <p> + “Supported by only twenty followers?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes.” + </p> + <p> + “And you hope to succeed where a thousand of our men failed?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; they were hirelings, as I told you. With my twenty I could put + them all to flight. Aside from this, I should like to point out to you + that the merchants of Frankfort formed their combination at public + meetings, called together by the burgomaster. There was no secrecy about + their deliberations. Every robber Baron along the Rhine knew what you were + going to attempt, and was prepared for your coming. I intend that your + barge shall leave Frankfort at midnight. My company will proceed across + country, and join her at some agreed spot, probably below Bingen.” + </p> + <p> + “I see. Well, my young friend, you have placed before me a very + interesting proposal, but I am a business man, and not an adventurer. + Unless you can furnish me with security, I decline to advance a single + thaler, not to mention a thousand.” + </p> + <p> + The young man rose to his feet, and the merchant, with a sigh, seemed glad + that the conference was ended. + </p> + <p> + “Herr Goebel, you deeply disappoint me.” + </p> + <p> + “I am sorry for that, and regret the forfeiting of your good + opinion, but despite that disadvantage I must persist in my obstinacy.” + </p> + <p> + “I do not wonder that this fair city lies desolate if her prosperity + depends upon her merchants, and if you are chief among them; yet I cannot + forget that you risked life and liberty on my behalf, though now you will + not venture a miserable thousand thalers on my word of honor.” + </p> + <p> + “On <i>your</i> behalf? What do you mean?” + </p> + <p> + “I mean, Herr Goebel, that I am Prince Roland, only son of the + Emperor, and that you placed your neck in jeopardy to elevate me to the + throne.” + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0003" id="link2H_4_0003"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + II. THE BARGAIN IS STRUCK + </h2> + <p> + Every epoch seems to have possessed a two-word phrase that contained, as + it were, the condensed wisdom of the age, and was universally believed by + the people. For instance, the aphorism “Know thyself” rose to + popularity when cultured minds turned towards science. In the period to + which this recital belongs the adage “Blood tells” enjoyed + universal acceptance. It was, in fact, that erroneous statement “The + King can do no wrong” done up into tabloid form. From it, too, + sprang that double-worded maxim of the days of chivalry, “<i>Noblesse + oblige</i>.” + </p> + <p> + In our own time, the two-worded phrase is “Money talks,” and + if diligent inquirers probe deeply into the matter, they will find that + the aspirations of the people always correspond with reasonable accuracy + to the meaning of the phrase then in use. Nothing could be more excellent, + for instance, than the proverb “Money talks” as representing + two commercial countries like America and England. In that short sentence + is packed the essence of many other wise and drastic sayings, as, for + instance, “The devil take the hindmost;” for, of course, if + money talks, then the man without it must remain silent, and his place is + at the tail of the procession, where the devil prowls about like a Cossack + at the rear of Napoleon’s army. + </p> + <p> + Confronting each other in that ancient house on the Fahrgasse, we witness, + then, the personification of the two phrases, ancient and modern: blood + represented by the standing lad, and money by the seated merchant. + </p> + <p> + “I am Prince Roland, only son of the Emperor,” the young man + had said, and he saw at once by the expression on the face of his host + that, could he be convinced of the truth of the assertion, the thousand + thalers that the Prince had demanded would be his on the instant. + </p> + <p> + For a full minute Roland thought he had succeeded, but as the surprise + died out of the merchant’s countenance, there replaced it that mask + of caution which had had so much to do with the building of his fortune. + During their conference Herr Goebel cudgeled his brain, trying to remember + where he had seen this young man before, but memory had roamed among + clerks, salesmen, and industrious people of that sort where, somehow, this + young fellow did not fit in. When Roland suddenly sprung on him the + incredible statement that he was a member of the Imperial family, the + merchant’s recollection then turned towards pageants he had seen, in + one of which this young stranger might very well have borne a part. Blood + was beginning to tell. + </p> + <p> + But now experience came to the merchant’s aid. Only in romances did + princes of the blood royal wander about like troubadours. Even a member of + the lesser nobility did not call unheralded at the house of a merchant. + The aristocracy always wanted money, it is true, “but what they + thought they might require, they went and took,” as witness the + piratical Barons of the Rhine, whose exactions brought misery on the great + city of Frankfort. + </p> + <p> + Then all at once came the clinching remembrance that when the Electors + were appealed to on behalf of the young Prince, the three Archbishops had + promptly seized his Royal Highness, and, in spite of the pleadings of the + Empress (the Emperor was drunk and indifferent) placed him in the custody + of the Archbishop nearest to Frankfort, the warrior prelate of Mayence, + who imprisoned him in the strong fortress of Ehrenfels, from which, well + guarded and isolated as it was upon a crag over-hanging the Rhine, no man + could escape. + </p> + <p> + “Will you kindly be seated again, sir,” requested the + merchant, and if he had spoken a short time before, he would have put the + phrase “your Royal Highness” in the place of the word “sir.” + </p> + <p> + Roland, after a moment’s hesitation, sat down. He saw that his coup + had failed, because he was unable to back it up by proofs. His dramatic + action had been like a brilliant cavalry charge, for a moment successful, + but coming to naught because there was no solid infantry to turn the + temporary confusion of the enemy into complete rout. Realizing that the + battle must be fought over again, the Prince sat back with a sigh of + disappointment, a shade of discontent on his handsome face. + </p> + <p> + “I find myself in rather a quandary,” proceeded the merchant. + “If indeed you are the Emperor’s son, it is not for such as I + to cross-examine you.” + </p> + <p> + “Ask me any questions you like, sir. I shall answer them promptly + enough.” + </p> + <p> + “If I beg you to supply proof of the statement you make, you would + be likely to reply that as you dared not enter your father’s Palace, + you are unable to furnish me with corroboration.” + </p> + <p> + “Sir, you put the case in better language than I could employ. In + more halting terms that is what I should have said.” + </p> + <p> + “When were you last in the Palace?” + </p> + <p> + “About the same time, sir, that you took up your residence in + prison.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, yes; that naturally would be your answer. Now, my young friend, + you have shown me that you know nothing of mercantile practice; therefore + it may perhaps interest you if I explain some of our methods.” + </p> + <p> + “Herr Goebel, you may save your breath. Such a recital must not only + fail to interest me, but will bore me extremely. I care nothing for your + mercantile procedure, and, to be quite plain with you, I despise your + trade, and find some difficulty in repressing my contempt for those who + practice it.” + </p> + <p> + “If an emissary of mine,” returned Goebel, unperturbed, + “approached a client or customer for the purpose of obtaining a + favor, and used as little tact as you do, I should dismiss him.” + </p> + <p> + “I’m not asking any favors from you.” + </p> + <p> + “You wish me to hand over to you a thousand thalers, otherwise why + came you here?” + </p> + <p> + “I desire to bestow upon you the greatest of boons, namely to open + up the Rhine, and bring back prosperity to Frankfort, which you brainless, + cowardly merchants have allowed to slip through your fingers, blaming now + the Barons, now the Emperor, now the Electors; censuring everybody, in + fact, except the real culprits ... yourselves. You speak of the money as a + favor, but it is merely an advance for a few weeks, and will be returned + to you; yet because I desire to confer this inestimable gift upon you and + your city, you expect me to cringe to you, and flatter you, as if I were a + member of your own sycophantic league. I refuse to do anything of the + kind, and yet, by God, I’ll have the money!” + </p> + <p> + The merchant, for the first time during their conference, laughed + heartily. The young man’s face was aflame with anger, yet the + truculent words he used did more to convince Herr Goebel that he belonged + to the aristocracy than if he had spoken with the most exemplary humility. + Goebel felt convinced he was not the Prince, but some young noble, who, + intimate with the Royal Family, and knowing the Emperor’s son to be + out of the way, thought it safe to assume his name, the better to carry + forward his purpose, whatever that purpose might actually be. That it was + to open the Rhine he did not for a moment credit, and that he would ever + see his cash again, if once he parted with it, he could not believe. + </p> + <p> + “At the risk of tiring you, I shall nevertheless proceed with what I + was about to say. We merchants, for our own protection, contribute to a + fund which might be entitled one for secret service. This fund enables us + to procure private information that may be of value in our business. Among + other things we need to know are accurate details pertaining to the + intentions and doings of our rulers, for whatever our own short-comings + may be, the actions of those above us affect business one way or the + other. May I read you a short report that came in while I was serving my + term of imprisonment?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, read what you like,” said Roland indifferently, throwing + back his head, and partially closing his eyes, with an air of <i>ennui</i>. + </p> + <p> + The merchant drew towards him a file of papers, and going through them + carefully, selected a document, and drew it forth, then, clearing his + throat, he read aloud— + </p> + <p> + “‘At an hour after midnight, on St. Stanislas’ Day, + three nobles, one representing the Archbishop of Mayence, the second the + Archbishop of Treves, and the third the Archbishop of Cologne, armed with + authority from these three Electors and Princes of the Church, entered the + Saalhof from the side facing the river, and arrested in his bed the young + Prince Roland. They assured the Empress, who protested, that the Prince + would be well cared for, and that, as an insurrection was feared in + Frankfort, it was considered safer that the person whom they intended to + elevate to the throne on the event of the Emperor’s death, should be + out of harm’s way, being placed under the direct care of the + Archbishop of Mayence. They informed the Empress that the Archbishops + would not remove the Prince from the Palace in opposition to the wishes of + either the Emperor or herself, but if this permission was not given, a + meeting of the Electors would at once be called, and some one else + selected to succeed the present ruler. + </p> + <p> + “‘This consideration exerted a great influence upon the + Empress, who counseled her son to acquiesce. The young man was led to a + boat then in waiting by the river steps of the Palace, and so conveyed + down the Main to the Rhine, which was reached just after daybreak. Without + landing, and keeping as much as possible to the middle of the river, the + party proceeded down the Rhine, past Bingen, to the foot of the crag on + which stands the castle of Ehrenfels. The Prince was taken up to the + Castle, where he now remains. + </p> + <p> + “‘The Archbishops from their revenues allot to him seven + hundred thalers a month, in addition to his maintenance. It is impossible + for him to escape from this stronghold unaided, and as the Emperor takes + no interest in the matter, and the Empress has given her consent, he is + like to be an inmate of Ehrenfels during the pleasure of the Archbishops, + who doubtless will not elect him to the throne in succession unless he + proves compliant to their wishes. The Prince being a young man of no + particular force of character’” (the merchant paused in his + reading, and looked across at his <i>vis-à-vis</i> with a smile, but the + latter appeared to be asleep), “‘he will probably succumb to + the Archbishops, therefore merchants are advised to base no hopes upon an + improvement in affairs, even though the son should succeed the father. + Despite the precautions taken, the arrest and imprisonment of the Prince, + and even the place of his detention, became rather generally known in + Frankfort, but the news is in the form of rumor only, and excites little + interest throughout the city.’ + </p> + <p> + “There, Sir Roland, what do you say to that?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, nothing much,” replied Roland. “The account might + have stated that in the boat were five rowers, who worked lustily until we + reached the Rhine, when, the wind being favorable, a sail was hoisted, and + with the current assisting the wind, we made excellent time to Ehrenfels. + I observe, further, that your secret service keeps you very well informed, + and therefore withdraw a tithe of the harsh things I said regarding the + stupidity of the merchants.” + </p> + <p> + “Many thanks for the concession,” said Goebel, replacing the + document with its fellows. “Now, as a plain and practical man, what + strikes me is this: you need only return to Ehrenfels for two months, and + as there is little use for money in that fortress, your maintenance being + guaranteed, and seven hundred thalers allowed, you can come away with four + hundred thalers more than the sum you demand from me, and thus put your + project into force without being under obligations to any despised + merchant.” + </p> + <p> + “True, Herr Goebel, but can you predict what will happen in + Frankfort before two months are past? You learn from that document that + the shrewd Archbishops anticipate an insurrection, and doubtless they + command the force at hand ready to crush it, but during this conflict, + which you seem to regard so lightly, does it ever occur to you that the + merchants’ palaces along the Fahrgasse may be sacked and burnt?” + </p> + <p> + “That, of course, is possible,” commented the merchant. + </p> + <p> + “Nay, it is absolutely certain. Civil war means ruin, to innocent + and guilty alike.” + </p> + <p> + “You are in the right. Now, will you tell me how you escaped from + Ehrenfels?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; if you agree to my terms without further haggling.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall agree to your terms if I believe your story.” + </p> + <p> + “It seems impossible, sir, to pin you down to any definite bargain. + Is this the way you conduct your business?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; unless I am well assured of the good faith of my customer. I + offered you ordinary business terms when I asked for security, or for the + signature of three responsible merchants to your bond. It is because I am + a merchant, and not a speculator, that I haggle, as you term it.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well, then, I will tell you how I got away, but I begin my + recital rather hopelessly, for you always leave yourself a loophole of + escape. If you believe my story, you say! Yes: could I weave a romance + about tearing my sheets into ropes; of lowering myself in the dark from + the battlements to the ground; of an alarm given; of torches flashing; of + diving into the Rhine, and swimming under the water until I nearly + strangled; of floating down over the rapids, with arrows whizzing round me + in the night; of climbing dripping to the farther shore, far from sight of + Ehrenfels, then, doubtless, you would believe. But my escape was + prosaically commonplace, depending on the cupidity of one man. The + material for it was placed in my hands by the Archbishops themselves. Your + account states that the Castle is well guarded. So it is, but when the + Archbishop needs an augmentation of his force, he withdraws his men from + Ehrenfels to Mayence, as my prison is the nearest of his possessions to + his capital city, and thus at times it happens that the Castle is bereft + of all save the custodian and his family. His eldest son happens to be of + my own age, and not unlike me in appearance. None of the guards saw me, + except the custodian, and you must remember he was a very complacent + jailer, for the reason that he knew well every rising sun might bring with + it tidings that I was his Emperor, so he cultivated my acquaintance, to + learn in his own thrifty, peasant way what manner of ruler I might become, + and I, having no one else to talk to, made much of his company. + </p> + <p> + “Frequently he impressed upon me that his task of jailer was most + irksome to him, but poverty compelling, what could he do? He swore he + would accomplish whatever was in his power to mitigate my captivity, and + this indeed did; so at last when the Castle was empty I made him a + proposal. Now remember, Sir Merchant, that what I tell you is in + confidence, and should you break faith with me, I will have you hanged if + I become Emperor, or slit your throat with my own sword if I don’t.” + </p> + <p> + “Go on. I shall tell no one.” + </p> + <p> + “I said to my jailer: ‘There are not half a dozen people in + this world who know me by sight, and among that half-dozen no Elector is + included. Outside the Palace at Frankfort I am acquainted with a sword + maker or two, and about a score of good fellows who are friends of theirs, + but to them I am merely a fencing-master. Now, seven hundred thalers a + month pass through your honest hands to mine, and will continue to do so. + Your son seems to be even more silent than yourself, and he is a young + fellow whom I suspect knows the difference between a thaler and a button + on his own coat. If you do what I wish, there will be some slight risk, + but think of the reward immediate and in future! At once you come into an + income of seven hundred thalers a month. If I am elected Emperor, I shall + ennoble you, and present you with the best post in the land. If you don’t + do what I wish, I shall cause your head cut off as the first act of my + first day of power.’” + </p> + <p> + “You did not threaten to slit his throat with your own sword, + failing your elevation?” asked the merchant, with a smile. + </p> + <p> + “No. He was quite safe from my vengeance unless I came to the + throne.” + </p> + <p> + “In that case I should say the custodian need not fear the future. + But please go on with your account.” + </p> + <p> + “I proposed that his son and I should exchange costumes; in short, + the young man was to take my place, occupying the suite of rooms assigned + to me in the Castle. I told his father there was not the slightest fear of + discovery, for if the Archbishop of Mayence sent some one to see that the + Prince was safe, or even came himself, all the young man need do was to + follow my example and keep silent, for I had said nothing from the time I + was roused in my room in the Saalhof until I was lodged in Ehrenfels. I + promised, if set at liberty, to keep within touch of Frankfort, where, at + the first rumor of any crisis, I could return instantly to Ehrenfels. + </p> + <p> + “The custodian is a slow-minded man, although not so laggard in + coming to an agreement as yourself. He took a week to turn the matter over + in his mind, and then made the plunge. He is now jailer to his own son, + and that young peasant lives in a style he never dreamed of before. The + Archbishops are satisfied, because they believe I cannot escape from the + stronghold—like yourself, holding but a poor opinion of my + abilities; and their devout Lordships know that outside the fortress no + person, not even my mother, wishes me forth. I took in my wallet five + hundred thalers, and fared like the peasant I seemed to be, down the + Rhine, now on one side, now on the other, until I came to the ancient town + of Castra Bonnensia of the Romans, which name the inhabitants now shorten + to Bonn. There I found the Archbishop in residence, and not at Cologne, as + I had supposed. The town being thronged with soldiers and inquisitive + people of Cologne’s court, I returned up the Rhine again, + remembering I had gone rather far afield, and although you may not believe + it, I called upon my old friend the custodian of Ehrenfels, and enjoyed an + excellent meal with him, consuming some of the seductive wine that is + grown on the same side of the river about a league above Ehrenfels.” + </p> + <p> + “I dare say,” said the merchant, “that I can give the + reason for this apparently reckless visit of yours to Ehrenfels. You were + in want of money, the five hundred thalers being spent.” + </p> + <p> + “Sir, you are exactly in the right, and I got it, too, without + nearly so much talk as I have been compelled to waste on the present + occasion.” + </p> + <p> + “What was your object in going down the river instead of turning to + Frankfort?” + </p> + <p> + “I had become interested in my prison, and had studied methods by + which it could be successfully attacked. I knew that my father allowed the + Barons of the Rhine to override him, and I wondered if his wisdom was + greater than I thought. Probably, said I to myself, he knew their castles + to be impregnable, but, with the curiosity of youth, I desired to form an + opinion of my own. I therefore lodged as a wayfarer at every castle to I + could gain admittance, making friends with some underling, and getting a + bed on occasion in the stables, although often I lodged within the castle + itself. Thus I came to the belief, which I bring to you, that assisted by + twenty fearless men I can capture any castle on the Rhine with the + exception of three. And now, Herr Goebel, I have said all I intend to say. + Do you discredit my story?” + </p> + <p> + The merchant gazed across at him quizzically for some time without making + any reply, then he said: + </p> + <p> + “Do you think I believe you?” + </p> + <p> + “Frankly, I do not.” + </p> + <p> + “If I am unable to give you the gold, I can at least furnish some + good advice. Set up as a poet, good Master Roland, and weave for our + delectation stories of the Rhine. I think your imagination, if cultivated, + would give you a very high place among the romancers of our time.” + </p> + <p> + With a patience that Herr Goebel had not expected, Roland replied: + </p> + <p> + “It grieves me to return empty-handed to my twenty friends, who last + night bade me a very confident adieu.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, they will be disappointed, and I shrewdly suspect that my + thousand thalers would not go towards the prosecuting of the expedition + you have outlined, but rather in feasting and in wine.” + </p> + <p> + “Again, sir, you are right. It is unfortunate that I am so often + compelled to corroborate your statements, when all the acumen with which + you credit my mind is turned towards the task of proving you a purse-proud + fool, puffed up in your own conceit, and as short-sighted as an owl in the + summer sunlight. However, let us stick to our text. If what I said had + been true, although of course you know it isn’t, you have + nevertheless enough common sense to be aware that I would certainly show a + pardonable reluctance about visiting my father’s Palace. It is + thronged with spies of the Archbishop, and although, as I have said, I am + not very well known, there is a chance that one or another might recognize + me, and then, almost instantly, a man on a swift horse would be on his way + to Mayence. If I knew that I had been discovered, I should make at once + for Ehrenfels, arriving there before an investigation was held. But my + twenty comrades would wait for me in vain. Nevertheless, I shall venture + into the Saalhof this very afternoon, and bring to you a letter written by + my mother certifying that I am her son. Would that convince you?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; were I sure the signature was genuine.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, there you go again! Always a loophole!” + </p> + <p> + The young man spoke in accents of such genuine despair that his host was + touched despite his incredulity. + </p> + <p> + “Look you here,” he said, bending across the table. “There + is, of course, one chance in ten thousand that you are what you say. I + have never seen the signature of the Empress, and such a missive could + easily be forged by a scholar, which I take you to be. If, then, you wish + to convince me, I’ll put before you a test which will be greatly to + your advantage, and which I will accept without the loophole.” + </p> + <p> + “In Heaven’s name, let’s hear what it is.” + </p> + <p> + “There is something that you cannot forge: the Great Seal of the + Realm, attached to all documents signed by the Emperor.” + </p> + <p> + “I have had no dealings with my father for years,” cried the + young man. “I have not even seen him these many months past. I can + obtain the signature of my mother to anything I like to write, but not + that of my father.” + </p> + <p> + “Patience, patience,” said the merchant, holding up his hand. + “‘Tis well known that the Empress can bend the Emperor to her + will when she chooses to exert it. You see, in spite of all, I am quite + taking it for granted that you are the Prince, otherwise ‘twere + useless to waste time in this talk. You display all the confidence of + youth in speaking of the exploits you propose, and, indeed, it is cheering + for a middle-aged person like myself to meet one so confident of anything + in these pessimistic days. But have you considered what will happen if + something goes wrong during one of your raids?” + </p> + <p> + “Nothing can go wrong. I feel no fear on that score.” + </p> + <p> + “I thought as much. Very well, I will tell you what could go wrong. + Some Baron may entrap you and your score, and forthwith hang you all from + his battlements. Now, it is but common sense to prevent such a + termination, if it be possible. Therefore seek out the Empress. Tell her + that you and your twenty companions are about to embark on an enterprise + greatly beneficial to the land. Say that you go incognito, and that, even + should you fail, ‘twill bring no discredit to your Royal House. But + point out the danger of which I forewarn you. Ask her to get the signature + of the Emperor attached to a safe-conduct, together with the device of the + Great Seal; then if the Baron who captures you cannot read, he will still + know the potency of the picture, and as there is no loophole to my + acceptance of this proof, I will, for your convenience, and for my own + protection, write the safe-conduct on as sound a bit of parchment as ever + was signed in a palace.” + </p> + <p> + Saying this, Herr Goebel rose, and went to his desk in a corner of the + room, where he indited the memorial he had outlined, and, after sprinkling + it with sand, presented it to Roland, who read: + </p> + <p> + “These presents warn him to whom they are presented that Roland the + bearer is my son, and that what he has done has been done with my + sanction, therefore he and his twenty comrades are to be held scathless, + pending an appeal to me in my capital city of Frankfort. + </p> + <p> + “Whomsoever disobeys this instrument forfeits his own life, and that + of his family and followers, while his possessions will be confiscated by + the State.” + </p> + <p> + Roland frowned. + </p> + <p> + “Doesn’t it please you?” asked Goebel, his suspicions + returning. + </p> + <p> + “Well, it seems to me rather a plebeian action, to attack a man’s + castle, and then, if captured, crawl behind a drastic threat like this.” + </p> + <p> + The merchant shrugged his shoulders. + </p> + <p> + “That’s a sentimental objection, but of course you need not + use the document unless you wish, though I think if you see twenty-one + looped ropes dangling in the air your hesitation will vanish. Oh, not on + your own account,” cried Goebel, as a sign of dissent from his + visitor, “but because of those twenty fine young fellows who + doubtless wait to drink wine with you.” + </p> + <p> + “That is true,” said Roland, with a sigh, folding up the stiff + parchment, opening his cloak, and thrusting it under his belt, standing up + as he did this. + </p> + <p> + “Bring me that parchment, bearing the Emperor’s signature and + the Great Seal, and you will find the golden coins awaiting you.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well. At what time this evening would it please you to admit + me?” + </p> + <p> + “Friends of mine are coming to-night, but they are not likely to + stop long; merely a few handshakes, and a few cups of wine. I shall be + ready for you when the Cathedral clock strikes ten.” + </p> + <p> + With this the long conference ended, and the aged servitor in the hall + showed Roland into the Fahrgasse. + </p> + <p> + As the young man proceeded down the Weckmarkt into the Saalgasse, he + muttered to himself: + </p> + <p> + “The penurious old scoundrel! God keep me in future from dealing + with such! To the very last he suspects me of being a forger, and has + written this with his own hand, doubtless filling it with secret marks. + Still, perhaps it is as well to possess such a safeguard. This is my + loophole out of the coming enterprise, I fear we are all cowards, noble + and merchant alike.” + </p> + <p> + He walked slowly past the city front of the Palace, cogitating some means + of entering without revealing his identity, but soon found that even this + casual scrutiny made him an object of suspicion. He could not risk being + accosted, for, if taken to the guard-room and questioned—searched, + perhaps, and the sword found on him—a complication would arise + adding materially to the difficulties already in his way. Quickening his + pace, he passed through the Fahrthor, and so to the river-bank, where he + saw that the side of the Saalhof fronting the Main was guarded merely by + one or two sentries, for the mob could not gather on the surface of the + waters, as it gathered on the cobble-stones of the Saalgasse and the + Fahrthor. + </p> + <p> + Retracing his steps, the Prince walked rapidly until he came to the + bridge, advancing to the iron Cross which commemorates the fowl sacrifice + to the devil, as the first living creature venturing upon that ancient + structure. Here he leaned against the parapet, gazed at the river façade + of the Palace, and studied his problem. There were three sets of steps + from the terrace to the water, a broad flight in the center for use upon + state occasions, and a narrow flight at either end; the western staircase + being that in ordinary use, and the eastern steps trodden by the servants + carrying buckets of water from the river to the kitchen. + </p> + <p> + “The nearer steps,” he said to himself, “offer the most + feasible opportunity. I’ll try them.” + </p> + <p> + He counted his money, for here was probably a case for bribery. He found + twenty-four gold pieces, and some loose silver. Returning the coins to his + pouch, he walked to the land, and proceeded up the river until he reached + a wharf where small skiffs were to let. One of these he engaged, and + refusing the services of a waterman, stepped in, and drifted down the + stream. He detached sword and scabbard from his belt, removed the cloak + and wrapped the weapon in it, placing the folded garment out of sight + under the covering at the prow. With his paddle he kept the boat close to + the right bank, discovering an excellent place of concealment under the + arch supporting the steps, through which the water flowed. He waited by + the steps for a few moments until a scullion in long gabardine came down + and dipped his bucket in the swift current. + </p> + <p> + “Here, my fine fellow,” accosted Roland, “do you wish to + earn a pair of gold pieces?” and he showed the yellow coins in the + palm of his hand. + </p> + <p> + The menial’s eyes glistened, and he cast a rapid glance over his + shoulder. + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” he replied breathlessly. + </p> + <p> + “Then leave your bucket where it is, and step into this wherry.” + </p> + <p> + The underling, again with a cautious look around, did as he was ordered. + </p> + <p> + “Now throw off that outer garment, and give it to me.” + </p> + <p> + Roland put it on over his own clothes, and flung his bonnet beside the + cloak and sword, for the servant was bareheaded. + </p> + <p> + “Get under that archway, and keep out of sight until you hear me + whistle.” + </p> + <p> + Taking the bucket, Roland mounted the steps, and strode out of the + brilliant sunlight into the comparative gloom of the corridor that led to + the kitchen. He had been two hours with the merchant, and it was now the + time of midday eating. Every one was hurrying to and fro, with no time to + heed anything that did not pertain to the business in hand, so placing the + bucket in a darkened embrasure, the intruder flung off the gabardine + beside it, and searching, found a back stair which he ascended. + </p> + <p> + Once in the upper regions, he knew his way about, and proceeded directly + to his mother’s room, being sure at this hour to find her within. On + his unannounced entrance the Empress gave utterance to an exclamation that + indicated dismay rather than pleasure, but she hurried forward to meet and + embrace him. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, Roland!” she cried, “what do you here? How came you + to the Palace?” + </p> + <p> + “By way of the river. My boat is under the arch of the servants’ + stairway, and I have not a moment to lose.” + </p> + <p> + “How did you escape from Ehrenfels, and why have you come here? + Surely you know the Palace will be the first place searched for you?” + </p> + <p> + “There will be no search, mother. Take my word for it that no one is + aware of my absence from Ehrenfels but the custodian, and for the best of + reasons he dare not say a word. Do not be alarmed, I beg of you. I am free + by his permission, and shall return to the Castle before he needs me. + Indeed, mother, so far from jeopardizing my own safety, I am here to + preserve it.” + </p> + <p> + He drew from under his belt Herr Goebel’s parchment, and handed it + to her. + </p> + <p> + “In case it should occur to the good Archbishop, or any other noble, + to hang me, I thought it best to get such a declaration signed by the + Emperor, and decorated with the Great Seal of the Empire. Then, if any + attempt is made on my life, as well as on my liberty, I may produce this + Imperial decree, and bring my case to Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Surely, surely,” exclaimed the agitated lady, her hands + trembling as she held the document and tried to read it; “I can + obtain your father’s signature, but the Great Seal must be attached + by the Chamberlain.” + </p> + <p> + “Very good, mother. The Chamberlain will do as his Majesty orders. + The seal is even more important than the signature, if it comes to that, + and I am sure the Chamberlain will make no objection when the instrument + is for the protection of your son’s life. It is not necessary to say + that I am here, or have anything to do with the matter. But lose not a + moment, and give orders that no one shall enter this room.” + </p> + <p> + The empress hastened away with the parchment, while the young man walked + impatiently up and down the room. It seemed hours before she returned, but + at last she came back with the document duly executed. Roland thrust it + under his belt again, and reassuring his mother, who was now weeping on + his shoulder, he tried to tear himself away. The Empress detained him + until, with fumbling hands, she unlocked a drawer in a cabinet, and took + from it a bag that gave forth a chink of metal as she pressed it on her + son. + </p> + <p> + “I must not take it,” he said. “I am quite well + provided. The generous Archbishops allow me seven hundred thalers a month, + which is paid with exemplary regularity.” + </p> + <p> + “There are only five hundred thalers here,” replied the + Empress. “I wish there were more, but you must accept it, for I + should feel easier in my mind to know that you possess even that much. Do + they misuse you at Ehrenfels, my son?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, no, no, no! I live like a burgomaster. You need feel no fear on + my account, mother. Ehrenfels is a delightful spot, with old Bingen just + across the water. I like it much better than I did Frankfort, with its + howling mobs, and shall be very glad to get quit again of the city.” + </p> + <p> + Then, with a hurried farewell, he left the weeping woman, and descending + the back stair, secured the abandoned gabardine, put it on, and so came to + the water’s edge, entering into possession of his boat again. + Returning the craft to its owner, he resumed sword and cloak once more, + and found his way to a tavern, where he ordered a satisfactory meal. + </p> + <p> + In the evening he arrived at the Rheingold, and meeting the landlord in + the large, empty, public cellar, asked that worthy if his friends had + assembled yet, and was told they were all within the Kaiser cellar. + </p> + <p> + “Good!” he cried. “I said I would be gone a week, but + here I am within a day. If that’s not justifying a man’s word, + I should like to know what is. And now, landlord, set forth the best meal + you can provide, with a double quantity of wine.” + </p> + <p> + “For yourself, sir?” + </p> + <p> + “For all, landlord. What else? The lads have had no supper, I’ll + warrant.” + </p> + <p> + “A little black bread has gone the rounds.” + </p> + <p> + “All the more reason that we should have a huge pasty, steaming hot, + or two or three of them if necessary. And your best wine, landlord. That + from the Rheingau.” + </p> + <p> + But the landlord demurred. + </p> + <p> + “A meal for yourself, sir, as leader, I could venture upon, but + feeding a score of hungry men is a different matter. Remember, sir, I have + not seen the color of their silver for many a long day, and, since these + evil times have set in, I am a poor man.” + </p> + <p> + “Sordid silver? Out upon silver! unless it is some silvery fish from + the river, fresh and firm; and that’s a good idea. We will begin + with fish while you prepare the meat. ‘Tis gold I deal with + to-night, and most of it is for your pouch. Run your hand in here and + enjoy the thrill,” and Roland held open the mouth of the bag which + contained his treasure. + </p> + <p> + “Ah!” cried the inn-keeper, his face aglow. “No such + meal is spread to-night in Frankfort as will be set before you.” + </p> + <p> + There was a great shout as Roland entered the Kaiser cellar, and a hurrah + of welcome. + </p> + <p> + “Ha, renegade!” cried one. “Have you shirked your task + so soon?” + </p> + <p> + “Coward, coward, poltroon!” was the cry. “I see by his + face he has failed. Never mind them, Roland. Your chair at the head of the + table always awaits you. There is a piece of black bread left, and though + the wine is thin, it quenches thirst.” + </p> + <p> + Roland flung off his cloak, hung it and the sword on a peg, and took his + seat at the head of the table. Pushing away the flagons that stood near + him, he drew the leathern bag from his belt, and poured the shining yellow + coins on the table, at the sight of which there arose such a yell that the + stout beams above them seemed to quake. + </p> + <p> + “Apologize!” demanded Roland, when the clamor quieted down. + “The man who refuses to apologize, and that abjectly, must take down + his sword from the peg and settle with me!” + </p> + <p> + A shout of apology was the response. + </p> + <p> + “We grovel at your feet, High Mightiness!” cried the man who + had called him poltroon. + </p> + <p> + “I have taken the liberty of ordering a fish and meat supper, with a + double quantity of Rudesheimer wine. Again I offer to fight any man who + resents this encroachment on my part.” + </p> + <p> + “I could spit you with a hand tied behind my back,” cried one, + “but I am of a forgiving nature, and will wait instead for the + spitted fowl.” + </p> + <p> + “Most of this money,” continued Roland quietly, “goes, I + suspect, to the landlord, as a slight recognition of past kindness, but I + am promised a further supply this evening, which will be divided equally + among ourselves. I ask you, therefore, to be sparing of the wine.” + Here he was compelled to pause for some moments, and listen to groans, + hoots, howls, and the rapping of empty flagons on the stout table. + </p> + <p> + The commotion was interrupted by the entrance of the landlord, who brought + with him the promised Rhine wine; for, hearing the noise, he supposed it + represented impatience of the company at the delay, a mistake which no one + thought it worth while to rectify. He promised that the fish would follow + in a very few minutes, and went out to see that his word was kept. + </p> + <p> + “Why should we be sparing of the wine?” asked a capable + drinker, who had drained his flagon before asking the question. “With + all that money on the table it seems to me a scandalous proviso.” + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis not a command at all,” replied Roland, “but + merely a suggestion. I spoke in the interests of fair-play. An appointment + was made by me for ten o’clock this evening, and I wish to keep it + and remain uninfluenced by wine.” + </p> + <p> + “What’s her name, Roland?” inquired the wine-bibber. + </p> + <p> + “I was about to divulge that secret when you interrupted me. The + name is Herr Goebel.” + </p> + <p> + “What! the cloth merchant on the Fahrgasse?” + </p> + <p> + “Is it cloth he deals in? I didn’t know the particulars of his + occupation beyond the facts that he is a merchant, and lives in the + Fahrgasse. This morning I enjoyed the privilege of presenting to Herr + Goebel a mutually beneficial plan which would give us all something to do.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, is Goebel to be our employer? I’m a sword forger, and + work for no puny cloth merchant,” said Kurzbold. + </p> + <p> + “This appointment,” continued Roland, unheeding, “is set + for ten o’clock, and I expect to return here before half-past, + therefore—” + </p> + <p> + “Therefore we’re not to drink all the wine.” + </p> + <p> + “Exactly.” + </p> + <p> + Their leader sat down as the landlord, followed by an assistant, entered, + carrying the paraphernalia for the substantial repast, and proceeded to + set the table. + </p> + <p> + When the hilarious meal was finished, the company sat for another + half-hour over its wine, then Roland rose, buckled on his sword, and flung + his cloak over his shoulders. + </p> + <p> + “Roland, I hope you have not sold your soul for this gold?” + </p> + <p> + “No; but I have pledged your bodies, and my own as well. Greusel, + will you act as secretary and treasurer? Scrutinize the landlord’s + bill with a generous eye, and pay him the amount we owe. If anything is + left, we will divide it equally,” and with that he waved his hand to + them, departing amidst a round of cheers, for the active youths were tired + of idleness. + </p> + <p> + Punctuality is the politeness of kings, and as the bells of Frankfort were + ringing ten o’clock, Roland knocked at the door of the merchant’s + house in the Fahrgasse. It was promptly opened by the ancient porter, who, + after securing it again, conducted the young man up the solid stairway to + the office-room on the first floor. + </p> + <p> + Ushered in, the Prince found the merchant seated in his usual chair, as if + he had never moved from the spot where Roland had left him at noon that + day. Half a dozen candles shed their soft radiance over the table, and on + one corner of it, close by Herr Goebel’s right elbow, the visitor + saw a well-filled doeskin bag which he fancied might contain the thousand + thalers. + </p> + <p> + “Good even to you, Herr Goebel,” said the young man, doffing + his bonnet. “I hope I have not trodden too closely on the heels of + my appointment, thus withdrawing you prematurely from the festivities, + which I trust you enjoyed all the more that you breathed the air of + liberty again.” + </p> + <p> + “The occasion, sir, was solemn rather than festive, for although I + was glad to see my old friends again, and I believe they were glad to see + me, the condition of the city is such, and growing rapidly worse, that + merchants cannot rejoice when they are gathered together.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, well, Herr Goebel, we will soon mend all that. How long will it + require to load your boat and choose your crew?” + </p> + <p> + “Everything can be ready by the evening of the day after to-morrow.” + </p> + <p> + “You will select one of your largest barges. Remember, it must house + twenty-one men besides the crew and the goods.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; I shall see that complete arrangements are made for your + comfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Thank you. But do not provide too much luxury. It might arouse + suspicion from the Barons who search the boat.” + </p> + <p> + “But the Barons will see you and your men in the boat.” + </p> + <p> + “I think not. At least, we don’t intend to be seen. I will + call upon you again to-morrow at ten o’clock. Will you kindly order + your captain to be here to meet me? I wish you to give him instructions in + my presence that he is to do whatever I ask of him. We will join the boat + on the Rhine between Ehrenfels and Assmannshausen. Instruct him to wait + for us midway between the two places, on the right bank. And now the + money, if you please.” + </p> + <p> + “The money is here,” said the merchant, sitting up a little + more stiffly in his chair as he patted the well-stuffed bag. “The + money is here if you have brought the instrument that authorizes you to + take it.” + </p> + <p> + “I have brought it with me, mein herr.” + </p> + <p> + “Then show it to me,” demanded the merchant, adjusting his + horn glasses with the air of one who will not allow himself to be + hoodwinked. + </p> + <p> + “With the greatest pleasure,” returned the young man, standing + before him. He unfastened his cloak, and allowed it to fall at his feet, + then whisked out his sword, and presented the point of it to the merchant’s + throat. + </p> + <p> + Goebel, who had been fumbling with his glasses, suddenly became aware of + his danger, and shrank back so far as his chair allowed, but the point of + the sword followed him. + </p> + <p> + “What do you mean by that?” he gasped. + </p> + <p> + “I mean to show you that in this game iron is superior to gold. Your + card is on the table, represented by that bag. Mine is still in my hand, + and unplayed, but it takes the trick, I think. I hope you see the + uselessness of resistance. You cannot even cry out, for at the first + attempt a thrust of this blade cuts the very roots of utterance. It will + be quite easy for me to escape, because I shall go quietly out with the + bag under my cloak, telling the porter that you do not wish to be + disturbed.” + </p> + <p> + “It is the Prince of Thieves you are, then,” said Herr Goebel. + </p> + <p> + “So it would appear. With your right hand pass that bag of gold + across the table, and beg of me to accept it.” + </p> + <p> + The merchant promptly did what he was told to do. + </p> + <p> + The young man put his sword back in its place, laughing joyously, but + there was no answering smile on the face of Herr Goebel. As he had said, + the condition of things in Frankfort, especially in that room, failed to + make for merriment. Roland, without being invited, drew up a chair, and + sat down at the opposite side of the table. + </p> + <p> + “Please do not attempt to dash for the door,” he warned, + “because I can quite easily intercept you, as I am nearer to it than + you are, and more active. Call philosophy to your aid, and take whatever + happens calmly. I assure you, ‘tis the best way, and the only way.” + </p> + <p> + He untied the cord, and poured the bulk of the gold out upon the table. + The merchant watched him with amazement. For all the robber knew, the door + might be opened at any moment, but he went on with numbering the coins as + nonchalantly as if seated in the treasury of the Corn Exchange. When he + had counted half the sum the bag contained, he poured the loose money by + handfuls into the wallet that had held his mother’s contribution, + and pushed towards the merchant the bag, in which remained five hundred + thalers. + </p> + <p> + “You are to know,” he said with a smile, abandoning his + bent-forward posture, “that when I visited my mother this afternoon, + she quite unexpectedly gave me five hundred thalers, so I shall accept + from you only half the sum I demanded this morning.” + </p> + <p> + “Your mother!” cried the merchant. “Who is your mother?” + </p> + <p> + “The Empress, as I told you. Oh, at last I understand your + uneasiness. You wished to see that document! Why didn’t you ask for + it? I asked for the money plainly enough. Well, here it is. Examine Seal + and sign-manual.” + </p> + <p> + The merchant minutely scrutinized the Great Seal and the signature above + it. + </p> + <p> + “I don’t know what to think,” stammered Herr Goebel at + last, gazing across the table with bewildered face. + </p> + <p> + “Think of your good fortune. A moment ago you imagined a thousand + thalers were lost. Now it is but five hundred thalers invested, and you + are a partner with the Royal House of the Empire.” + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0004" id="link2H_4_0004"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + III. DISSENSION IN THE IRONWORKERS’ GUILD + </h2> + <p> + Up to the time of his midnight awakening, Prince Roland had led a + care-free, uneventful life. Although he received the general education + supposed to be suitable for a youth of his station, he interested himself + keenly in only two studies, but as one of these challenged the other, as + it were, the result was entirely to the good. He was a very quiet boy, + much under the influence of his mother, seeing little or nothing of his + easy-going, inebriated father. It was his mother who turned her son’s + attention towards the literature of his country, and he became an + omnivorous reader of the old monkish manuscripts with which the Palace was + well supplied. Especially had his mind been attracted by the stories and + legends of the Rhine. The mixture of history, fiction, and superstition + which he found in these vellum pages, so daintily limned, and so + artistically embellished with initial letters in gold and crimson and + blue, fascinated him, and filled him with that desire to see those grim + strongholds on the mountain-sides by the river, which later on resulted in + his journey from Ehrenfels to Bonn, when his ingenuity, and the cupidity + of his custodian, freed him from the very slight thraldom in which he was + held by the Archbishop of Mayence. + </p> + <p> + If his attention had been entirely absorbed by the reading of these tomes, + he might have become a mere dreamy bookworm, his intellect saturated with + the sentimental and romantic mysticism permeating Germany even unto this + day, and, as he cared nothing for the sports of boyhood, body might have + suffered as brain developed. + </p> + <p> + But, luckily, he had been placed under the instruction of Rinaldo, the + greatest master of the sword that the world had up to that period + produced. Rinaldo was an Italian from Milan, whom gold tempted across the + Alps for the purpose of instructing the Emperor’s son in Frankfort. + He was a man of grace and politeness, and young Roland took to him from + the first, exhibiting such aptitude in the art of fencing that the Italian + was not only proud of one who did such credit to his tuition, but came to + love the youth as if he were his own son. + </p> + <p> + For the sword-making of Germany the Italian expressed the utmost contempt. + The coarse weapons produced by the ironworkers of Frankfort needed + strength rather than skill in their manipulation. Between the Italian + method and the German was all the contrast that exists between the + catching of salmon with a delicate line and a gossamer fly, or clubbing + the fish to death as did the boatmen at that fishery called the Waag down + the Rhine by St. Goar. + </p> + <p> + Roland listened intently and without defense to the diatribe against his + country’s weapons and the clumsy method of using them, but although + he said nothing, he formed opinions of his own, believing there was some + merit in strength which the Italian ignored; so, studying the subject, he + himself invented a sword which, while lacking the stoutness of the German + weapon, retained some of its stability, and was almost as easily handled + as the Italian rapier, without the disadvantage of its extreme frailty. + </p> + <p> + Thus it came about that young Roland stole away from the Palace and made + the acquaintance of the sword makers. The practice of fencing exercises + every muscle in the body, and Roland’s constant bouts with Rinaldo + did more than make him a master of the weapon, with equal facility in his + right arm or his left; it produced an athlete of the first quality; agile + and strong, developing his physical powers universally, and not in any one + direction. + </p> + <p> + Meanwhile Roland remained deplorably ignorant regarding affairs of State, + this being a subject of which his mother knew nothing. The Emperor, who + should have been his son’s natural teacher, gave his whole attention + to the wine-flagon, letting affairs drift towards disaster, allowing the + power that deserted his trembling fingers to be grasped by stronger but + unauthorized hands. Roland’s surreptitious excursions into the city + to confer with the sword makers taught him little of politics, for his + conversations with these mechanics were devoted entirely to metal-working. + He was hustled now and again by the turbulent mob, in going to and fro, + but he did not know why it clamored, and, indeed, took little interest in + the matter, conscious only that he came more and more to hate the city and + loathe its inhabitants. When he could have his own way, he said to + himself, he would retire to some country castle which his father owned, + and there devote himself to such employment as fell in with his wishes. + </p> + <p> + But he was to receive a sharp lesson that no man, however highly placed, + is independent of his fellows. He was unaware of the commotion that arose + round his own name, and of the grim hanging of the leaders who chose him + as their supreme head. When, bewildered and sleepy, he was aroused at + midnight, and saw three armed men standing by his bedside, he received a + shock that did more to awaken him than the grip of alien hands on his + shoulders. During that night ride in the boat he said nothing but thought + much. He had heard his mother plead for him without for a moment delaying + his departure. She, evidently, was powerless. There was then in the land a + force superior to that of the Throne. Something that had been said quieted + his mother’s fears, for at last she allowed him to go without + further protest, but weeping a little, and embracing him much. There was + no roughness or rudeness on the part of those who conveyed him down the + river Main, and finally along the Rhine to Ehrenfels, but rather the + utmost courtesy and deference, yet Roland remained silent throughout the + long journey, agitated by this new, invisible, irresistible sovereignty + animated with the will and power to do what it liked with him. + </p> + <p> + At the Castle of Ehrenfels he found awaiting him no rigorous imprisonment. + He was treated as a welcome guest of an invisible host. It was his + conversations with the garrulous custodian, who was a shrewd observer of + the passing show, that gradually awakened the young Prince to some + familiarity with the affairs of the country. He learned now in what a + deplorable state the capital stood, through the ever-increasing exactions + of the robber Barons along the Rhine. He asked his instructor why the + merchants did not send their goods by some other route, which was a very + natural query, but was told there existed no other route. A great forest + extended for the most part between Frankfort and Cologne, and through the + wilderness were no roads, for even those constructed by the Romans had + been allowed to fall into decay; overgrown with trees, Nature thus + destroying the neglected handiwork of man; the forest reclaiming its own. + </p> + <p> + “Indeed,” continued the custodian, “for the last ten + years things have been going to the devil, for the lack of a strong hand + in the capital. A strong hand is needed by nobles and outlaws alike. We + want a new Frederick Barbarossa; the hangman’s rope and the torch + judiciously applied might be the saving of the country.” + </p> + <p> + Ehrenfels, belonging to the Archbishop, was not a nest of piracy, and so + its guardian could talk in this manner if he chose, but had he uttered + these sentiments farther down the Rhine, he would himself have experienced + the utility of the hangman’s rope. Roland, knowing by this time who + had taken him into custody, said: + </p> + <p> + “Why do not the three Archbishops put a stop to it? They possess the + power.” + </p> + <p> + The old jailer shrugged his shoulders. + </p> + <p> + “My chief, the great prelate of Mayence, would do it speedily enough + if he stood alone, but the Archbishops of Treves have ever been robbers + themselves, and Cologne is little better, therefore they neutralize one + another. No two of them will allow the other to act, fearing he may gain + in power, and thus upset the balance of responsibility, which I assure + your Highness is very nicely adjusted. Each of the three claim allegiance + from this Baron or the other, and although the Archbishops themselves may + not lay toll directly on the Rhine, their ardent partisans do, which + produces a deadlock.” + </p> + <p> + Thus Roland received an education not to be had in palaces, and, saying + little beyond asking an occasional question, he thought much, and came to + certain conclusions. He arrived at an ambition to open the lordly Rhine + and spent his time gathering knowledge and forming plans. + </p> + <p> + Twelve hours after receiving the five hundred thalers from the merchant, + he again presented himself at the now familiar door in the Fahrgasse. In + the room on the first floor he found with Herr Goebel a thick-set, + heavily-bearded, weather-beaten man, who stood bonnet in hand while the + merchant gave him final instructions. + </p> + <p> + “Good-morning, Sir Roland,” cried Herr Goebel cheerfully. He + exhibited no resentment for his treatment of the night before, and + apparently daylight brought with it renewed confidence that the young man + might succeed in his mission. There was now no hesitation in the merchant’s + manner; alert and decided, all mistrust seemed to have vanished. “This + is Captain Blumenfels, whom I put in charge of the barge, and who has + gathered together a crew on which he can depend although, of course, you + must not expect them to fight.” + </p> + <p> + “No,” said Roland, “I shall attend to that portion of + the enterprise.” + </p> + <p> + “Now, Captain Blumenfels,” continued Herr Goebel, “this + young man is commander. You are to obey him in every particular, just as + you would obey me.” + </p> + <p> + The captain bowed without speaking. + </p> + <p> + “I shall not detain you any longer, captain, as you will be anxious + to see the bales disposed of to your liking on the barge.” + </p> + <p> + The captain thereupon took himself off, and Roland came to the conclusion + that he liked this rough-and-ready mariner with so little to say for + himself; a silent man of action, evidently. + </p> + <p> + Herr Goebel turned his attention to Roland. + </p> + <p> + “I have ordered bales of cloth to the value of a trifle more than + four thousand thalers to be placed in the barge,” he said. “The + bales are numbered, and I have given the captain an inventory showing the + price of each. I suppose you despise our vulgar traffic, and, indeed, I + had no thought of asking so highly placed a person as yourself to sell my + goods, therefore Blumenfels will superintend the marketing when you reach + Cologne—that is, if you ever get so far.” + </p> + <p> + “Your pardon, Herr Goebel, but I have my own plans regarding the + disposal of your goods. I intend to be quit of them long before I see + Cologne. Indeed, should I prosper, I hope your boat will set its nose + southward for the return journey some distance this side of Coblentz.” + </p> + <p> + The merchant gazed up at him in astonishment. + </p> + <p> + “Your design is impossible. There is no sale for cloth nearer than + Coblentz. Your remarks prove you unacquainted with the river.” + </p> + <p> + “I have walked every foot of both sides of the river between + Ehrenfels and Bonn. There are many wealthy castles on this side of + Coblentz.” + </p> + <p> + “True, my good sir, true; but how became they wealthy? Simply by + robbing the merchants. Are you not aware that each of these castles is + inhabited by a titled brigand? You surely do not expect to sell my cloth + to the Barons?” + </p> + <p> + “Why not? Remember how long it is since a cloth-barge went down the + Rhine. Think for a moment of the arduous life which these Barons lead, + hunting the boar, the bear, and the deer, tearing recklessly through + thicket and over forest-covered ground. Why, our noble friends must be in + rags by this time, or clad in the skins of the beasts they kill! They will + be delighted to see and handle a piece of well-woven cloth once more.” + </p> + <p> + For a full minute the merchant gaped aghast at this senseless talk so + seriously put forward; then a smile came to his lips. + </p> + <p> + “Prince Roland, I begin to understand you. Your words are on a par + with the practical joke you played upon me so successfully last night. Of + course, you know as well as I that the Barons will buy nothing. They will + take such goods as they want if you but give them opportunity. What you + say is merely your way of intimating it is none of my affair how the goods + are disposed of, so long as you hand over to me four thousand thalers.” + </p> + <p> + “Four thousand five hundred, if you please.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall be quite content with the four thousand, regarding the + extra five hundred as paid for services rendered. Now, can I do anything + further to aid you?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes. I wish you to send a man on horseback to Lorch, there to await + the barge. Choose a man as silent as your captain; one whom you trust + implicitly, for I hope to send back with him four thousand five hundred + thalers, and also some additional gold, which I beg of you to keep safely + for me until I return.” + </p> + <p> + “Prince Roland, there can be no gold for me at Lorch.” + </p> + <p> + “Dispatch a trustworthy man in case I receive the money. You will be + anxious to know how we prosper, and I can at least forward a budget of + news.” + </p> + <p> + “But should there be gold, he cannot return safely with it to + Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, yes, if he keeps to the eastern bank of the Rhine. There is no + castle between Lorch and Frankfort except Ehrenfels, and that, being the + property of the Archbishop, may be passed safely.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well. The man shall await you at Lorch. Inquire for Herr + Kruger at Mergler’s Inn.” + </p> + <p> + That night, in the Kaiser cellar, another excellent supper was spread + before the members of the metal-workers’ league. It was quite as + hilarious as the banquet of the night before; perhaps more so, because + now, for the first time in months, the athletic young men were well fed, + with money in their pouches. Each was clad in a new suit of clothes. + Nothing like uniformity in costume had been attempted, there being but one + day in which to replenish the wardrobes, which involved the acquiring of + garments already made. However no trouble was experienced about this, for + each branch of the metal-workers had its own recognized outfit, which was + kept on hand in all sizes by various dealers catering to the wants of + artisans, from apprentices to masters of their trade. The costumes were + admirably adapted to the use for which they were intended. There was + nothing superfluous in their make-up, and, being loosely cut, they allowed + ample play to stalwart limbs. For dealing with metal the wearers required + a cloth tightly woven, of a texture as nearly as possible resembling + leather, and better accouterment for a rough-and-tumble, freebooter’s + excursion could not have been found, short of coats of mail, or, failing + that, of leather itself. + </p> + <p> + Roland appeared in the trousers and doublet of a sword maker, and his + comrades cheered loudly when he threw off his cloak and displayed for the + first time that he was actually one of themselves. Hitherto something in + the fashioning of his wearing apparel had in a manner differentiated him + from the rest of the company, but now nothing in his dress indicated that + he was leader of the coterie, and this pleased the independent + metal-workers. + </p> + <p> + The previous night, after the landlord’s bill was generously + liquidated, each man had received upwards of thirty thalers. Roland then + related to them his adventure with the merchant, and the result of his + sword-play in the vicinity of Herr Goebel’s throat. Two + accomplishments he possessed endeared Roland to his comrades: first, the + ability to sing a good song; and second, his talent for telling an + interesting story, whether it was a personal adventure, a legend of the + Rhine, or some tale of the gnomes which, as every one knows, haunt the + gloomy forests in the mountain regions. His account of the evening spent + with Herr Goebel aroused much laughter and applause, which greatly + augmented when the material advantages of the interview were distributed + among the guild. + </p> + <p> + This evening he purposed making a still more important disclosure; thus + when the meal was finished, and the landlord, after replenishing the + flagons, had retired, the new sword maker rose in his place at the head of + the table. + </p> + <p> + “I crave your strict attention for a few minutes. Although I refused + to confide my plans to Herr Goebel, I consider it my duty to inform you + minutely of what is before us, and if I speak with some solemnity, it is + because I realize we may never again meet around this table. We depart + from Frankfort to-morrow upon a hazardous expedition, and some of us may + not return.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, I say, Roland,” protested Conrad Kurzbold, “don’t + mar a jovial evening with a note of tragedy. It’s bad art, you know.” + </p> + <p> + Kurzbold was one of the three actual sword makers, and had been president + of the guild until he gave place to Roland. He was the oldest of the + company; an ambitious man, a glib talker, with great influence among his + fellows, and a natural leader of them. What he said generally represented + the opinion of the gathering. + </p> + <p> + “For once, Kurzbold, I must ask you to excuse me,” persisted + Roland. “It is necessary that on this, the last, opportunity I + should place before you exactly what I intend to do. I am very anxious not + to minimize the danger. I wish no man to follow me blindfold, thus I speak + early in the evening, that you may not be influenced by the enthusiasm of + wine in coming to a decision. I desire each man here to estimate the risk, + and choose, before we separate to-night, whether or not he will accompany + the expedition. + </p> + <p> + “Here is the compact made with Herr Goebel: I promised that, with + the help of my comrades, I would endeavor to open the Rhine to mercantile + traffic. On the strength of such promise he gave me the money.” + </p> + <p> + At this announcement rose a wild round of applause, and with the thunder + of flagons on the table, and the shouting of each member, no single voice + could make itself heard above the tumult. These lads had no conception of + the perils they were to face, and Roland alone remained imperturbable, + becoming more and more serious as the uproar went on. When at last quiet + was restored, he continued, with a gravity in striking contrast to the + hilarity of his audience: + </p> + <p> + “Herr Goebel is filling his largest barge with bales of cloth, and + he has engaged an efficient crew, and a capable captain who will assume + charge of the navigation. The barge will proceed to-morrow night down the + Main, leaving Frankfort as unostentatiously as possible, while we march + across the country to Assmannshausen, and there join this craft. It is + essential that no hint of our intention shall spread abroad in gossipy + Frankfort, therefore, depending on Captain Blumenfels to get his boat + clear of the city without observation, and before the moon rises, I ask + you to leave to-morrow separately by different gates, meeting me at + Hochst, something more than two leagues down the river. I dare say you all + know the Elector’s palace, whose beautiful tower is a landmark for + the country round.” + </p> + <p> + “I protest against such a rendezvous,” objected Kurzbold. + “Make it the tavern of the Nassauer Hof, Roland. We shall all be + thirsty after a walk of two leagues.” + </p> + <p> + “Not at that time in the morning, I hope,” said Roland, + “for I shall await you in the shadow of the tower at nine o’clock. + Let every man drink his fill to-night, for I intend to lead a sober + company from Hochst to-morrow.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, you’re optimistic, Roland,” cried John Gensbein. + “Give us till twelve o’clock to cool our heads.” + </p> + <p> + “Drink all you wish this evening,” repeated Roland, “but + to-morrow we begin our work, with a long day’s march ahead of us, so + nine is none too early for a start from Hochst.” + </p> + <p> + “Sufficient to the day is the wine thereof,” said Conrad + Kurzbold, rising to his feet. “Wine, blessed liquor as it is, + possesses nevertheless one defect, which blot on its escutcheon is that it + cannot carry over till next day, except in so far as a headache is + concerned, and a certain dryness of the mouth. It is futile to bid us lay + in a supply to-night that will be of any use to-morrow morning. For my + part, I give you warning, Roland, that I shall make directly for the + Nassauer Hof, or for the Schone Aussicht, where they keep most excellent + vintages.” + </p> + <p> + To this declaration Roland made no reply, but continued his explanatory + remarks. + </p> + <p> + “We shall join the barge, as I have said, above Assmannshausen, + probably at night, and then cross directly over the river. The first + castle with which I intend to deal is that celebrated robber’s + roost, Rheinstein, standing two hundred and sixty feet above the water. + Disembarking about a league up the river from Rheinstein, before daybreak + we will all lie concealed in the forest within sight of the Castle gates. + When the sun is well risen, Captain Blumenfels will navigate his boat down + the river, and as it approaches Rheinstein we shall probably enjoy the + privilege of seeing the gates open wide, as the company from the Castle + descend precipitously to the water. While they rifle the barge we shall + rifle the Castle, overpowering whoever we may find there, and taking in + return for the cloth they steal such gold or silver as the treasury + affords. We will then imprison all within the Castle, so that a premature + alarm may not be given. If we are hurried, we may lock them in cellars, or + place them in dungeons, then leave the Castle with our booty, but I do not + purpose descending to the river until we have traversed a league or more + of the mountain forest, where we may remain concealed until the barge + appears, and so take ship again. + </p> + <p> + “The next castle is Falkenberg, the third Sonneck, both on the same + side of the river as Rheinstein, and within a short distance from the + stronghold, but the plan with each being the same as that already + outlined, it is not necessary for me to repeat it.” + </p> + <p> + “An excellent arrangement!” cried several; but John Gensbein + spoke up in criticism. + </p> + <p> + “Is there to be no fighting?” he asked. “I expected you + to say that after we had secured the gold we would fall on the robbers to + the rear, and smite them hip and thigh.” + </p> + <p> + “There is likely to be all the fighting you can wish for,” + replied Roland, “for at some point our scheme may go awry. It is not + my intention to attack, but I expect you to fight like heroes in our own + defense.” + </p> + <p> + “I agree with Herr Roland,” put in Conrad Kurzbold, rising to + his feet. “If we purpose to win our way down to Cologne, it is + unnecessary to search for trouble, because we shall find enough of it + awaiting us at one point or another. But Roland stopped his account at + what seems to me the most interesting juncture. What is the destination of + the gold we loot from the castles?” + </p> + <p> + “The first call upon our accumulation will be the payment of four + thousand five hundred thalers to Herr Goebel.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, damn the merchant!” cried Conrad. “We are risking + our lives, and I don’t see why he should reach out his claws. He + will profit enough through our exertions if we open the Rhine.” + </p> + <p> + “True; but that was the bargain I made with him. We risk our lives, + as you say, but he risks his goods, besides providing barge, captain, and + crew. He also furnished us with the five hundred thalers now in our + pockets. We must deal honestly with the man who has supported us in the + beginning.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, very well,” growled Kurzbold, “have it your own + way; but in my opinion the merchants should combine and raise a fund with + which to reward us for our exertions if we succeed. Still, I shall not + press my contention in the face of an overwhelming sentiment against me. + However, I should like to speak to our leader on one matter which it + seemed ungracious to mention last night. The merchant offered him a + thousand thalers in gold, and he, with a generosity which I must point out + to him was exercised at our expense, returned half that money to Herr + Goebel. I confess that all I received has been spent; my hand is lonesome + when it enters my pouch. I should be glad of that portion which might have + been mine (and when I speak for myself, I speak for all) were it not for + the misplaced prodigality of our leader who, possessing the money, was so + thoughtless of our fellowship that he actually handed over five hundred + thalers to a man who had not the slightest claim upon it.” + </p> + <p> + “Herr Kurzbold,” said Roland, with some severity, “many + penniless nights passed over our heads in this room. If you know so much + better than I how to procure money, why did you not do so? I should not + venture to criticise a man who, without any effort on my part, placed + thirty thalers at my disposal.” + </p> + <p> + There was a great clamor at this, every one except Kurzbold, who stood + stubbornly in his place, and Gensbein, who sat next to him, becoming + vociferous in defense of their leader. + </p> + <p> + “It is uncomrade-like,” cried Ebearhard above the din, “to + spend the money and then growl.” + </p> + <p> + “I speak in the interests of us all,” shouted Kurzbold. + “In the interests of our leader, no less than ourselves,” but + the others howled him down. + </p> + <p> + Roland, holding up his right hand, seemed to request silence and obtained + it. + </p> + <p> + “I am rather glad,” he said, “that this discussion has + arisen, because there is still time to amend our programme. Herr Goebel’s + barge will not be loaded until to-morrow night, so the order may even yet + be countermanded. The five hundred thalers which belonged to me I say + nothing about, but the five hundred advanced by Herr Goebel must be + returned to him unless we are in perfect unanimity.” + </p> + <p> + At this suggestion Kurzbold sat down with some suddenness. + </p> + <p> + “I told you, when I left this room, promising to find the money + within a week, that one condition was the backing of my fellows. You + empowered me to pledge the efforts of our club as though it contained but + one man. If that promise is not to be kept in spirit as well as in letter, + I shall retire from the position I now hold, and you may elect in my stead + Conrad Kurzbold, John Gensbein, or any one else that pleases you. But + first I must be in a position to give back intact Herr Goebel’s + money; then, as I have divulged to you my plans, Conrad Kurzbold may + approach him, and make better terms than I was able to arrange.” + </p> + <p> + There were cries of “Nonsense! Nonsense!” “Don’t + take a little opposition in that spirit, Roland.” “We are all + free-speaking comrades, you know.” “You are our leader, and + must remain so.” + </p> + <p> + Kurzbold rose to his feet for the third time. + </p> + <p> + “Literally and figuratively, my friend Roland has me on the hip, for + my hip-pocket contains no money, and it is impossible for me to refund. I + imagine, if the truth were told, we are all more or less in the same + condition, for we have had equipment to buy, and what-not.” + </p> + <p> + “Also Hochheimer,” said one, at which there was a laugh, as + Kurzbold was noted for his love of good wine. Up to this point Roland had + carried the assemblage with him, but now he made an injudicious remark + that instantly changed the spirit of the room. + </p> + <p> + “I am astonished,” he said, “that any objection should + be made to the fair treatment of Herr Goebel, for you are all of the + merchant class, and should therefore hold by one of your own order.” + </p> + <p> + He could proceed no farther. Standing there, pale and determined, he was + simply stormed down. His ignorance of affairs, of which on several + occasions the merchant himself had complained, led him quite unconsciously + to touch the pride of his hearers. It was John Gensbein who angrily gave + expression to the sentiment of the meeting. + </p> + <p> + “To what class do <i>you</i> belong, I should like to know? Do you + claim affinity with the merchant class? If you do, you are no leader of + ours. I inform you, sir, that we are skilled artisans, with the craft to + turn out creditable work, while the merchants are merely the vendors of + our products. Which, therefore, takes the higher place in a community, and + which deserves it better: he who with artistic instinct unites the efforts + of brain and hand to produce wares that are at once beautiful and useful, + or he who merely chaffers over his counter to get as much lucre as he can + for the creations that come from our benches?” + </p> + <p> + To Roland’s aristocratic mind, every man who lacked noble blood in + his veins stood on the same level, and it astonished him that any mere + plebeian should claim precedence over another. He himself felt + immeasurably superior to those present, sensible of a fathomless gulf + between him and them, which he, in his condescension, might cross as + suited his whim, but over which none might follow him back again; and + this, he was well aware, they would be the first to admit did they but + know his actual rank. + </p> + <p> + For a moment he was tempted to acknowledge his identity, and crush them by + throwing the crown at their heads, but some hitherto undiscovered + stubbornness in his nature asserted itself, arousing a determination to + stand or fall by whatever strength of character he might possess. + </p> + <p> + “I withdraw that remark,” he said, as soon as he could obtain + a hearing. “I not only withdraw it, but I apologize to you for my + folly in making it. It was merely thoughtlessness on my part, and, resting + on your generosity, I should like you to consider the words unsaid.” + </p> + <p> + Once more eighteen of the twenty swung round to his side. Roland now + turned his attention to Conrad Kurzbold, ignoring John Gensbein, who had + sat down flushed after his declamation, bewildered by the mutability of + the many as Coriolanus had been before him. + </p> + <p> + “Herr Kurzbold,” began Roland sternly, “have you any + further criticism to offer?” + </p> + <p> + “No; but I stand by what I have already said.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, I thank you for your honest expression of that determination, + and I announce that you cannot accompany this expedition.” + </p> + <p> + Again Roland instantaneously lost the confidence of his auditors, and they + were not slow in making him of the fact. + </p> + <p> + “This is simply tyranny,” said Ebearhard. “If a man may + not open his mouth without running danger of expulsion, then all + comradeship is at an end, and I take it that good comradeship is the pivot + on which this organization turns. I do not remember that we ever placed it + in the power of our president merely by his own word to cast out one of us + from the fellowship. I may add, Roland, that you seem to harbor strange + ideas concerning rank and power. I have been a member of this guild much + longer than you, and perhaps understand better its purpose. Our leader is + not elected to govern a band of serfs. Indeed, and I say it subject to + correction from my friends, the very opposite is the case. Our leader is + our servant, and must conduct himself as we order. It is not for him to + lay down the law to us, but whatever laws exist for our governance, and I + thank Heaven there are few of them, must be settled in conclave by a + majority of the league.” + </p> + <p> + “Right! Right!” was the unanimous cry, and when Ebearhard sat + down all were seated except Roland, who stood at the end of the table with + pale face and compressed lips. + </p> + <p> + “We are,” he said, “about to set out against the Barons + of the Rhine, entrenched in their strong castles. Hitherto these men have + been completely successful, defying alike the Government and the people. + It was my hope that we might reverse this condition of things. Now, + Brother Ebearhard, name me a single Baron along the whole length of the + Rhine who would permit one of his men-at-arms to bandy words with him on + any subject whatever.” + </p> + <p> + “I should hope,” replied Ebearhard, “that we do not + model our conduct after that of a robber.” + </p> + <p> + “The robbers, I beg to point out to you, Ebearhard, are successful. + It is success we are after, also a portion of that gold of which Herr + Kurzbold has pathetically proclaimed his need.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you consider us your men-at-arms, then, in the same sense that a + Rhine Baron would employ the term?” + </p> + <p> + “Certainly.” + </p> + <p> + “You claim the liberty of expelling any one you choose?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; I claim the liberty to hang any of you if I find it necessary.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, the devil!” cried Ebearhard, sitting down as if this went + beyond him. He gazed up and down the table as much as to say, “I + leave this in your hands, gentlemen.” + </p> + <p> + The meeting gave immediate expression of its agreement with Ebearhard. + </p> + <p> + “Gentlemen,” said Roland, “I insist that Conrad Kurzbold + apologizes to me for the expressions he has used, and promises not again + to offend in like manner.” + </p> + <p> + “I’ll do nothing of the sort,” asserted Kurzbold, with + equal firmness. + </p> + <p> + “In that case,” exclaimed Roland, “I shall retire, and I + ask you to put me in a position to repay Herr Goebel the money I extracted + from him. I resign the very thankless office of so-called leadership.” + </p> + <p> + At this several wallets came out upon the table, but their contents + clinked rather weakly. The majority of the guild sat silent and sobered by + the crisis that had so unexpectedly come upon them. Joseph Greusel, seeing + that no one else made a move, uprose, and spoke slowly. He was a man who + never had much to say for himself; a listener rather than a talker, in + whom Roland reposed great confidence, believing him to be one who would + not flinch if trial came, and he had determined to make Greusel his + lieutenant if the expedition was not wrecked before it set out. + </p> + <p> + “My friends,” said Greusel gloomily, “we have arrived at + a deadlock, and I should not venture to speak but that I see no one else + ready to make a suggestion. I cannot claim to be non-partisan in the + matter. This crisis has been unnecessarily brought about by what I state + firmly is a most ungenerous attack on the part of Conrad Kurzbold.” + </p> + <p> + There were murmurs of dissent, but Greusel proceeded stolidly, taking no + notice. + </p> + <p> + “It is not disputed that Kurzbold accepted the money from Roland + last night, spent it to-day, and now comes penniless amongst us, quite + unable to refund the amount when his unjust remarks produce their natural + effect. He is like a man who makes a wager knowing he hasn’t the + money to pay should he lose. If Roland retires from this guild, I retire + also, ashamed to keep company with men who uphold a trick worthy of a + ruined gambler.” + </p> + <p> + “My dear Joseph,” cried Ebearhard, springing up with a laugh, + “you were misnamed in your infancy. You should have been called + Herod, practically justifying a slaughter of us innocents.” + </p> + <p> + “I stand by Benjamin,” growled Gruesel, “the youngest + and most capable of our circle; the one who produced the money while all + the rest of us talked.” + </p> + <p> + “You never talked till now, Joseph,” said Ebearhard, still + trying to ease the situation with a laugh, “and what you say is not + only deplorably severe, but uttered, as I will show you, upon entirely + mistaken grounds. We did not, and do not, support Conrad Kurzbold in what + he said at first. Now you rate us as if we were no better than thieves. + Dishonest gamblers, you call us, and Lord knows what else, and then you + threaten withdrawal. I submit that your diatribe is quite undeserved. We + all condemn Kurzbold for censuring Roland’s generosity to the + merchant, unanimously upholding Roland in that action, and have said so + plainly enough. What we object to is this: Roland arrogates to himself + power which he does not possess, of peremptorily expelling any member + whose remarks displease him. Surely you cannot support him in that any + more than we.” + </p> + <p> + “Let us take one thing at a time,” resumed Greusel, “not + forgetting from whom came the original provocation. I must know where we + stand. I therefore move a vote of censure on Conrad Kurzbold for his + unmerited attack upon our president anent his dealings with Herr Goebel.” + </p> + <p> + “I second that with great pleasure,” said Ebearhard. + </p> + <p> + “Now, as we cannot ask our leader to put that motion, I shall take + the liberty of submitting it myself,” continued Greusel. “All + in favor of the vote of censure which you have heard, make it manifest by + standing up.” + </p> + <p> + Every one arose except Roland, Gensbein, and Kurzbold. + </p> + <p> + “There, we have removed that obstacle to a clear understanding of + the case, and before I formally deliver this vote of censure to Herr + Kurzbold, I request him to reconsider his position, and of his own motion + to make such delivery unnecessary. + </p> + <p> + “If it is the case that Roland assumes authority to expel whom he + pleases from this guild, I shall not support him.” + </p> + <p> + “It <i>is</i> the case! It <i>is</i> the case!” shouted + several. + </p> + <p> + “Pardon me, comrades; I have the floor,” continued Greusel. + “I am not attempting oratory, but trying to disentangle a skein in + which we have involved ourselves. I wish to receive neither applause nor + hissing until I have finished the business. You say it is the case. I say + it is not. Roland gave Herr Kurzbold the alternative either of apologizing + or of paying over the money, so that it might be returned to the merchant. + As I understand the matter, our president does not insist on Kurzbold + leaving the guild, but merely announces his own withdrawal from it. You + have allowed Kurzbold to put you in the position of being compelled to + choose between himself and Roland. If you are logical men you cannot pass + a vote of censure on Kurzbold, and then choose him instead of Roland. I + therefore move a vote of confidence in our chief, the man who has produced + the money, a thousand thalers in all, half of which was his own, and has + divided it equally amongst us, when the landlord’s bill was paid, + withholding not a single thaler, nor arrogating—I think that was + your word, friend Ebearhard—to himself a stiver more of the money + than each of the others received. While Kurzbold has prated of + comradeship, Roland has given us an excellent example of it, and I think + he deserves our warmest thanks and our cordial support. I therefore submit + to you the following motion: This meeting tenders to the president its + warmest thanks for his recent efforts on behalf of the guild, and begs to + assure him of its most strenuous assistance in carrying out the project he + has put before it to-night.” + </p> + <p> + “Joseph,” said Ebearhard, rising, with his usual laugh, + “you are a very clever man, although you usually persist in hiding + your light under a bushel. I desire to associate myself with the + expressions you have used, and therefore second your motion.” + </p> + <p> + “I now put the resolution which you have all heard,” said + Greusel, “and I ask those in favor of it to stand.” + </p> + <p> + Every one stood up promptly enough except the two recalcitrants, and of + those two John Gensbein showed signs of hesitation and uneasiness. He half + rose, sat down again; then, apparently at the urging of the man next him, + stood up, a picture of irresolution. Kurzbold, finding himself now alone, + laughed, and got upon his feet, thus making the vote unanimous. As the + company seated itself, Greusel turned to the president. + </p> + <p> + “Sir, it is said that all’s well that ends well. It gives me + pleasure to tender you the unanimous vote of thanks and confidence of the + iron-workers’ guild, and before calling upon you to make any reply, + if such should be your intention, I will ask Conrad Kurzbold to say a few + words, which I am sure we shall all be delighted to hear.” + </p> + <p> + Kurzbold rose bravely enough, in spite of the fact that Joseph Greusel’s + diplomacy had made a complete separation between him and all the others. + </p> + <p> + “I should like to say,” he began, with an air of casual + indifference, “that my first mention of the money was wholly in + jest. Our friend Roland took my remarks seriously, which, of course, I + should not have resented, and there is little use in recapitulating what + followed. As, however, my utterances gave offense which was not intended + by me, I have no hesitation in apologizing for them, and withdrawing the + ill-advised sentences. No one here feels a greater appreciation of what + our president has done than I, and I hope he will accept my apology in the + same spirit in which it is tendered.” + </p> + <p> + “Now, Master of the Guild,” said Greusel, and Roland took the + floor once more. + </p> + <p> + “I have nothing to say but ‘Thank you.’ The antagonists + whom we hope to meet are men brave, determined, and ruthless. If any one + in this company holds rancor against me, I ask him to turn it towards the + Barons, and punish me after the expedition is accomplished. Let us + tolerate no disagreements in face of the foe.” + </p> + <p> + The young man took his cloak and sword from the peg on which they hung, + passed down along the table, and thrust across his hand to Kurzbold, who + shook it warmly. Arriving at the door, Roland turned round. + </p> + <p> + “I wish to see Captain Blumenfels, and give him final instructions + regarding our rendezvous on the Rhine, so good-night. I hope to meet you + all under the shadow of the Elector’s tower in Hochst to-morrow + morning at nine,” and with that the president departed, being too + inexperienced to know that soft words do not always turn away wrath, and + that mutiny is seldom quelled with a handshake. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0005" id="link2H_4_0005"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + IV. THE DISTURBING JOURNEY OF FATHER AMBROSE + </h2> + <p> + The setting summer sun shone full on the western side of Sayn Castle, + sending the shadow of that tenth-century edifice far along the greensward + of the upper valley. Upon a balcony, perched like a swallow’s nest + against the eastern end of Sayn Castle, a lovely girl of eighteen leaned, + meditating, with arms resting on the balustrade, the harshness of whose + stone surface was nullified by the soft texture of a gaudily-covered robe + flung over it. This ample cloth, brought from the East by a Crusading + ancestor of the girl, made a gay patch of scarlet and gold against the + somber side of the Castle. + </p> + <p> + The youthful Countess Hildegunde von Sayn watched the slow oncoming of a + monk, evidently tired, who toiled along the hillside deep in the shadow of + the Castle, as if its cool shade was grateful to him. Belonging, as he + did, to the very practical Order of the Benedictines, whose belief was in + work sanctioned by prayer, the Reverend Father did not deny himself this + temporary refuge from the hot rays of the sun, which had poured down upon + him all day. + </p> + <p> + Looking up as he approached the stronghold, and seeing the girl, little + dreaming of the frivolous mission she would propose, he waved his hand to + her, and she responded gracefully with a similar gesture. + </p> + <p> + Indeed, however strongly the monk might disapprove, there was much to be + said in favor of the resolution to which the young lady had come. She was + well educated, probably the richest heiress in Germany, and carefully as + the pious Sisters of Nonnenwerth Convent may have concealed the fact from + her, she was extremely beautiful, and knew it, and although the valley of + the Saynbach was a very haven of peace and prosperity, the girl became + just a trifle lonely, and yearned to know something of life and the Court + in Frankfort, to which her high rank certainly entitled her. + </p> + <p> + It is true that very disquieting rumors had reached her concerning the + condition of things in the capital city; nevertheless she determined to + learn from an authoritative source whether or not it was safe to take up a + temporary residence in Frankfort, and for this purpose the reluctant + Father Ambrose would journey southward. + </p> + <p> + Father Ambrose was more than sixty years old, and if he had belonged to + the world, instead of to religion, would have been entitled to the name + Henry von Sayn. His presence in the Benedictine Order was proof of the + fact that money will not accomplish everything. His famous, or perhaps we + should say infamous, ancestor, Count Henry III. of Sayn, who died in 1246, + was a robber and a murderer, justly esteemed the terror of the Rhine. + Concealed as it was in the Sayn valley, half a league from the great + river, the situation of his stronghold favored his depredations. He filled + his warehousing rooms with merchandise from barges going down the river, + and with gold seized from unhappy merchants on their way up. He thought no + more of cutting a throat than of cutting a purse, and it was only when he + became amazingly wealthy that the increase of years brought trouble to a + conscience which all men thought had ceased to exist. Thereupon, for the + welfare of his soul, he built the Abbey of Sayn, and provided for the + monks therein. Yet, when he came to die, he entertained fearsome, but + admittedly well-founded doubts regarding his future state, so he proceeded + to sanctify a treasure no longer of any use to him, by bequeathing it to + the Church, driving, however, a bargain by which he received assurance + that his body should rest quietly in the tomb he had prepared for himself + within the Abbey walls. + </p> + <p> + He was buried with impressive ceremony, and the monks he had endowed did + everything to carry out their share of the pact. The tomb was staunchly + built with stones so heavy that no ordinary ghost could have emerged + therefrom, but to be doubly sure a gigantic log was placed on top of it, + strongly clamped down with concealed bands of iron, and, so that this log + might not reveal its purpose, the monks cunningly carved it into some + semblance of Henry himself, until it seemed a recumbent statue of the late + villainous Count. + </p> + <p> + But despite such thoughtfulness their plan failed, for when next they + visited the tomb the statue lay prone, face downwards, as if some + irresistible, unseen power had flung it to the stone flags of the floor. + Replacing the statue, and watching by the tomb, was found to be of little + use. The watchers invariably fell asleep, and the great wooden figure, + which during their last waking moments lay gazing towards the roof, was + now on its face on the monastery floor, peering down in the opposite + direction, and this somehow was regarded by the brethren as a fact of + ominous significance. + </p> + <p> + The new Count von Sayn, heir to the title and estate of the late Henry + III. was a gloomy, pious man, very different indeed from his turbulent + predecessor. Naturally he was much perturbed by the conduct of the wooden + statue. At first he affected disbelief in the phenomena despite the + assurances of the monks, and later on the simple brethren deeply regretted + they had made any mention of the manifestations. The new Count himself + took up the task of watching, and paced all night before the tomb of the + third Henry. He was not a man to fall asleep while engaged on such a + somber mission, and the outcome of his vigil was so amazing that in the + morning he gathered the brethren together in the great hall of the Abbey, + that he might relate to them his experience. + </p> + <p> + The wooden statue had turned over, and fallen to the floor, as was its + habit, but on this occasion it groaned as it fell. This mournful sound + struck terror into the heart of the lonely watcher, who now, he confessed, + regretted he had not accepted the offer of the monks to share his midnight + surveillance. The courage of the House of Sayn is, however, a well-known + quality, and, notwithstanding his piety, the new holder of the title was + possessed of it, for although admitting a momentary impulse towards + flight, and the calling for assistance which the monks would readily have + given, he stood his ground, and in trembling voice asked what he could do + to forward the contentment of his deceased relative. + </p> + <p> + The statue replied, still face downward on the stone floor, that never + could the late wicked Count rest in peace unless the heir to his titles + and lands should take upon himself the sins Henry had committed during his + life, while a younger member of the family should become a monk of the + Benedictine Order, and daily intercede for the welfare of his soul. + </p> + <p> + “With extreme reluctance,” continued the devout nobleman, + “I gave my assent to this unwelcome proposal, providing only that it + should receive the sanction of the Abbot and brethren of the Monastery of + Sayn, hoping by a life of continuous rectitude to annul, in some measure + at least, the evil works of Henry III.; and that holy sanction I now + request, trusting if given it may remove any doubts regarding the + righteousness of my promise.” + </p> + <p> + Here the Count bowed low to the enthroned Abbot and, with less reverence, + to the assembled brethren. The Abbot rose to his feet, and in a few + well-chosen words complimented the nobleman on the sacrifice he made, + predicting that it would redound greatly to his spiritual welfare. + Speaking for himself, he had no hesitation in giving the required + sanction, but as the Count made it a proviso that the brethren should + concur, he now requested their acquiescence. + </p> + <p> + This was accorded in silent unanimity, whereupon Count von Sayn, deeply + sighing as one accepting a burden almost too heavy to bear, spoke with a + tremor of grief in his voice. + </p> + <p> + “It is not for me,” he said, “to question your wisdom, + nor shrink from my allotted task. After all, I am but human, and up to + this decisive moment had hoped, alas! in vain, that some one more worthy + than I might be chosen in my place. The most grievous part of the + undertaking, so far as I am concerned, was outlined in the last words + spoken by the wooden statue. The evil deeds my ancestor has committed will + in time be obliterated by the prayers of the younger member of my family + who becomes a monk, but the accumulated gold carries with it a continual + curse, which can be wiped off each coin only by that coin benefiting the + merchants who have been robbed. The contamination of this metal, + therefore, I must bear, for it adds to the agony of my ancestor that, + little realizing what he was doing, he bequeathed this poisonous dross to + the Abbey he founded. I am required to lend it in Frankfort, upon + undoubted security and suitable usury, that it may stimulate and fertilize + the commerce of the land, much as the contents of a compost heap, + disagreeable in the senses, and defiling to him who handles it, when + spread upon the fields results in the production of flower, fruit, and + food, giving fragrance, delight, and sustenance to the human frame.” + </p> + <p> + The count, bowing for the third time to the conclave, passed from its + presence with mournful step and sorrowful countenance; whereupon the + brethren, seeing themselves thus denuded of wealth they had hoped to + enjoy, gave utterance to a groan doubtless much greater in volume than + that emitted by the carven statue, which wooden figure may be seen to-day + in the museum of the modern Castle of Sayn by any one who cares to spend + the fifty pfennigs charged for admission. + </p> + <p> + All that has been related happened generations before the time when the + Countess Hildegunde reigned as head of the House of Sayn, but Father + Ambrose formed a link with the past in that he was the present scion of + Sayn who, as a Benedictine, daily offered prayer for the repose of the + wicked Henry III. The gold which Henry’s immediate successor so + craftily deflected from the monks seemed to be blessed rather than cursed, + for under the care of that subtle manager it multiplied greatly in + Frankfort, and scandal-mongers asserted that besides receiving the usury + exacted, the pietistic Count tapped the treasure-casks of upward-sailing + Rhine merchants quite as successfully, if more quietly, than the profane + Henry had done. Thus the House of Sayn was one of the richest in Germany. + </p> + <p> + The aged monk and the youthful Countess were distant relatives, but he + regarded her as a daughter, and her affection was given to him as to a + father, in other than the spiritual sense. + </p> + <p> + In his youth Ambrose the Benedictine, because of his eloquence in + discourse, and also on account of his aristocratic rank, officiated at the + court in Frankfort. Later, he became spiritual and temporal adviser to + that great prelate, the Archbishop of Cologne, and the Archbishop, being + guardian of the Countess von Sayn, sent Father Ambrose to the castle of + his ancestor to look after the affairs of Sayn, both religious and + material. Under his gentle rule the great wealth of his House increased, + although he, the cause of prosperity, had no share in the riches he + produced, for, as has been written of the Benedictines: + </p> + <p> + “It was as teachers of ... scientific agriculture, as drainers of + fens and morasses, as clearers of forests, as makers of roads, as tillers + of the reclaimed soil, as architects of durable and even stately + buildings, as exhibiting a visible type of orderly government, as + establishing the superiority of peace over war as the normal condition of + life, as students in the library which the rule set up in every monastery, + as the masters in schools open not merely to their own postulants but to + the children of secular families also, that they won their high place in + history as benefactors of mankind.” + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <p> + “Oh, Father Ambrose,” cried the girl, when at last he entered + her presence, “I watched your approach from afar off. You walked + with halting step, and shoulders increasingly bowed. You are wearing + yourself out in my service, and that I cannot permit. You return this + evening a tired man.” + </p> + <p> + “Not physically tired,” replied the monk, with a smile. + “My head is bowed with meditation and prayer, rather than with + fatigue. Indeed, it is others who do the harassing manual labor, while I + simply direct and instruct. Sometimes I think I am an encumberer in the + vineyard, lazily using brain instead of hand.” + </p> + <p> + “Nonsense!” cried the girl, “the vineyard would be but a + barren plantation without you; and speaking of it reminds me that I have + poured out, with my own hand, a tankard of the choicest, oldest wine in + our cellars, which I allow no one but yourself to taste. Sit down, I beg + of you, and drink.” + </p> + <p> + The wise old man smiled, wondering what innocent trap was being set for + him. He raised the tankard to his lips, but merely indulged in one sip of + the delectable beverage. Then he seated himself, and looked at the girl, + still smiling. She went on speaking rapidly, a delicate flush warming her + fair cheeks. + </p> + <p> + “Father, you are the most patient and indefatigable of + agriculturists, sparing neither yourself nor others, but there is danger + that you grow bucolic through overlong absence from the great affairs of + this world.” + </p> + <p> + “What can be greater, my child, than increasing the productiveness + of the land; than training men to supply all their needs from the fruitful + earth?” + </p> + <p> + “True, true,” admitted the girl, her eyes sparkling with + eagerness, “but to persist overlong even in well-doing becomes + ultimately tedious. If the laborer is worthy of his hire, so, too, is the + master. You should take a change, and as I know your fondness for travel, + I have planned a journey for you.” + </p> + <p> + The old man permitted himself another sip of the wine. + </p> + <p> + “Where?” he asked. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, an easy journey; no farther than the royal city of Frankfort, + there to wander among the scenes of your youth, and become interested for + a time in the activities of your fellow-men. You have so long consorted + with those inferior to you in intellect and learning that a meeting with + your equals—though I doubt if there are any such even in Frankfort—must + prove as refreshing to your mind as that old wine would to your body, did + you but obey me and drink it.” + </p> + <p> + Father Ambrose slowly shook his head. + </p> + <p> + “From what I hear of Frankfort,” he said, “it is + anything but an inspiring town. In my day it was indeed a place of cheer, + learning, and prosperity, but now it is a city of desolation.” + </p> + <p> + “The rumors we hear, Father, may be exaggerated; and even if the + city itself be doleful, which I doubt, there is sure to be light and + gayety in the precincts of the Court and in the homes of the nobility.” + </p> + <p> + “What have I to do with Court or palaces? My duty lies here.” + </p> + <p> + “It may be,” cried the girl archly, “that some part of + your duty lies there. If Frankfort is indeed in bad case, your sage advice + might be of the greatest benefit. Prosperity seems to follow your + footsteps, and, besides, you were once a chaplain in the Court, and surely + you have not lost all interest in your former charge?” + </p> + <p> + Again that quiet, engaging smile lit up the monk’s emaciated + features, and then he asked a question with that honest directness which + sometimes embarrassed those he addressed: + </p> + <p> + “Daughter Hildegunde, what is it you want?” + </p> + <p> + “Well,” said the girl, sitting very upright in her chair, + “I confess to loneliness. The sameness of life in this castle + oppresses me, and in its continuous dullness I grow old before my time. I + wish to enjoy a month or two in Frankfort, and, as doubtless you have + guessed, I send you forth as my ambassador to spy out the land.” + </p> + <p> + “In such case, daughter, you should present your petition to that + Prince of the Church, the Archbishop of Cologne, who is your guardian.” + </p> + <p> + “No, no, no, no!” cried the girl emphatically; “you are + putting the grapes into the barrel instead of into the vat. Before I + trouble the worthy Archbishop with my request, I must learn whether it is + practicable or not. If the city is indeed in a state of turbulence, of + course I shall not think of going thither. It is this I wish to discover, + but if you are afraid.” She shrugged her shoulders and spread out + her hands. + </p> + <p> + And now the old monk came as near to laughing as he ever did. + </p> + <p> + “Clever, Hildegunde, but unnecessary. You cannot spur me to action + by slighting the well-known valor of our race. I will go where and when + you command me, and report to you faithfully what I see and hear. Should + the time seem favorable for you to visit Frankfort, and if your guardian + consents, I shall raise not even one objection.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, dear Father, I do not lay this as a command upon you.” + </p> + <p> + “No; a request is quite sufficient. To-morrow morning I shall set + out.” + </p> + <p> + “Along the Rhine?” queried the girl, so eagerly that the old + man’s eyes twinkled at the celerity with which she accepted his + proposition. + </p> + <p> + “I think it safer,” he said, “to journey inland over the + hills. The robbers on the Rhine have been so long bereft of the natural + prey that one or other of them may forget I am Father Ambrose, a poor + monk, remembering me only as Henry of the rich House of Sayn, and + therefore hold me for ransom. I would not willingly be a cause of strife, + so I shall go by way of Limburg on the Lahn, and there visit my old friend + the Bishop, and enjoy once more a sight of the ancient Cathedral on the + cliff by the river.” + </p> + <p> + When the young Countess awoke next morning, and reviewed in her mind the + chief event of the preceding day, remembering the reluctance of Father + Ambrose to undertake the quest she had outlined without the consent of his + overlord the Archbishop, a feeling of compunction swept over her. She + berated her own selfishness, resolving to send her petition to her + guardian, the Archbishop, and abide by his decision. + </p> + <p> + When breakfast was finished, she asked her lady-in-waiting to request the + presence of Father Ambrose, but instead of the monk came disturbing news. + </p> + <p> + “The seneschal says that Father Ambrose left the Castle at daybreak + this morning, taking with him frugal rations for a three days’ + journey.” + </p> + <p> + “In which direction did he go?” asked the lady of Sayn. + </p> + <p> + “He went on horseback up the valley, after making inquiries about + the route to Limburg on the Lahn.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah!” said the Countess. “He spoke yesterday of taking + such a journey, but I did not think he would leave so early.” + </p> + <p> + This was the beginning of great anxiety for the young lady of the Castle. + She knew at once that pursuit was useless, for daybreak comes early in + summer, and already the good Father had been five hours on his way—a + way that he was certain to lose many times before he reached the capital + city. An ordinary messenger might have been overtaken, but the meditative + Father would go whither his horse carried him, and when he awoke from his + thoughts and his prayers, would make inquiries, and so proceed. A day or + two later came a message that he had achieved the hospitality of Limburg’s + bishop, but after that arrived no further word. + </p> + <p> + Nearly two weeks had elapsed when, from the opposite direction, Hildegunde + received a communication which added to her already painful apprehension. + It was a letter from her guardian in Cologne, giving warning that within a + week he would call at her Castle of Sayn. + </p> + <p> + “Matters of great import to you and me,” concluded the + Archbishop, “are toward. You will be called upon to meet formally my + two colleagues of Mayence and Treves, at the latter’s strong Castle + of Stolzenfels, above Coblentz. From the moment we enter that + palace-fortress, I shall, temporarily, at least, cease to be your + guardian, and become merely one of your three overlords. But however + frowningly I may sit in the throne of an Elector, believe me I shall + always be your friend. Tell Father Ambrose I wish to consult with him the + moment I arrive at your castle, and that he must not absent himself + therefrom on any pretext until he has seen me.” + </p> + <p> + Here was trouble indeed, with Father Ambrose as completely disappeared as + if the dragons of the Taunus had swallowed him. Never before on his + journeys had he failed to communicate with her, even when his travels were + taken on account of the Archbishop, and not, as in this case, on her own. + She experienced the darkest forebodings from this incredible silence. + Imagine, then, her relief, when exactly two weeks from the day he had left + Schloss Sayn, she saw him coming down the valley. As when she last beheld + him, he traveled on foot, leading his horse, that had gone lame. + </p> + <p> + Throwing etiquette to the wind, she flew down the stairway, and ran to + meet her thrice-welcome friend. + </p> + <p> + She realized with grief that he was haggard, and the smile he called up to + greet her was wan and pitiful. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, Father, Father!” she cried, “what has happened to + you? I have been nearly distraught with doubt and fear, hearing nothing of + you since your message from Limburg.” + </p> + <p> + “I was made a prisoner,” said the old man quietly, “and + allowed to communicate with no one outside my cell. ‘Tis a long and + sad story, and, worse than all one that bodes ill for the Empire. I should + have arrived earlier in the day, but my poor, patient beast has fallen + lame.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes!” said the girl indignantly, “and you spare him + instead of yourself!” + </p> + <p> + The monk laid his left hand affectionately on her shoulder. + </p> + <p> + “You would have done the same, my dear,” he said, and she + looked up at him with a sweet smile. They were kin, and if she censured + any quality in him, the comment carried something of self-reproach. + </p> + <p> + A servitor took away the lame horse; another waited on Father Ambrose in + his small room, which was simple as that of a monastery cell, and as + meagerly furnished. After a slight refection, Father Ambrose received + peremptory command to rest for three full hours, the lady of the Castle + saying it was impossible for her to receive him until that time had + elapsed. The order was welcome to the tired monk, although he knew how + impatient Hildegunde must be to unpack his budget of news, and he fell + asleep even as he gave instructions that he should be awakened at nine. + </p> + <p> + Descending at that time, the supper hour of the Castle, he found a dainty + meal awaiting him, flanked by a flagon of that rare wine which he sipped + so sparingly. + </p> + <p> + “I lodged with my brethren in their small and quiet monastery on the + opposite side of the Main from Frankfort, in that suburb of the workingmen + which is called Sachsenhausen. Even if my eyes had not seen the desolation + of the city, with the summer grass growing in many of its streets, the + description given of its condition by my brethren would have been + saddening enough to hear. All authority seems at an end. The nobles have + fled to their country estates, for defense in the city is impossible + should once a universal riot break out, and thinking men look for an + insurrection when continued hunger has worn down the patience of the + people. Up to the present sporadic outbreaks have been cruelly suppressed, + starving men falling mutilated before the sword-cuts of the soldiers; but + now disaffection has penetrated the ranks of the Army itself, through + short rations and deferred pay, and when the people learn that the + military are more like to join them than oppose, destruction will fall + upon Frankfort. The Emperor sits alone in drunken stupor, and it is said + cannot last much longer, he who has lasted too long already; while the + Empress is as much a recluse as a nun in a convent.” + </p> + <p> + “But the young Prince?” interrupted the Countess. “What + of him? Is there no hope if he comes to the throne?” + </p> + <p> + “Ah!” cried the monk, with a long-drawn sigh, dolefully + shaking his head. + </p> + <p> + “But, Father Ambrose, you knew him as a lad, almost as a young man. + I have heard you speak highly of his promise.” + </p> + <p> + “He denied me; denied his own identity; threatened my life with his + sword, and finally flung me into the most loathsome dungeon in all + Frankfort!” + </p> + <p> + The girl uttered an ejaculation of dismay. If so harsh an estimate of the + heir-presumptive came from so mild and gentle a critic as Father Ambrose, + then surely was this young man lower in the grade of humanity than even + his bestial father. + </p> + <p> + “And yet,” said the girl to herself, “what else was to + be expected? Go on,” she murmured; “tell me from the + beginning.” + </p> + <p> + “One evening, crossing the old bridge from Frankfort to + Sachsenhausen, I saw approach me a swaggering figure that seemed familiar, + and as he drew nearer I recognized Prince Roland, son of the Emperor, + despite the fact that he held his cloak over the lower part of his face, + as if, in the gathering dusk, to avoid recognition. + </p> + <p> + “‘Your Highness!’ I cried in surprise. On the instant + his sword was out, and as the cloak fell from his face, displaying lips + which took on a sinister firmness, I saw that I was not mistaken in so + accosting him. He threw a quick glance from side to side, but the bridge, + like the silent streets, was deserted. We stood alone, beside the iron + Cross, and there under the Figure of Christ he denied me, with the sharp + point of his sword against my breast. + </p> + <p> + “‘Why do you dare address me by such a title?’ + </p> + <p> + “‘You are Prince Roland, son of the Emperor.’ + </p> + <p> + “The sword-point pressed more sharply. + </p> + <p> + “‘You lie!’ he cried, ‘and if you reiterate that + falsehood, you will pay the penalty instantly with your life, despite your + monkish cowl. I am nobody. I have no father.’ + </p> + <p> + “‘May I ask, then, sir, who you are?’ + </p> + <p> + “‘You may ask, but there is no reason for me to answer. + Nevertheless, to satisfy your impertinent curiosity, I inform you that I + am an ironworker, a maker of swords, and if you desire a taste of my + handiwork, you have but to persist in your questioning. I lodge in the + laboring quarter of Sachsenhausen, and am now on my way into Frankfort, + which surely I have the right to enter free from any inquiry unauthorized + by the law.’ + </p> + <p> + “‘In that case I beg your pardon,’ said I. ‘The + likeness is very striking. I had once the honor to be chaplain at Court, + where frequently I saw the young Prince in company with that noble lady, + noble in every sense of the word, his mother, the Empress.’ + </p> + <p> + “I watched the young man narrowly as I said this, and despite his + self-control, he winced perceptibly, and I thought I saw a gleam of + recognition in his eyes. He thrust the sword back into its scabbard, and + said with a light laugh: + </p> + <p> + “‘’Tis I that should beg your pardon for my haste and + roughness. I assure you I honor the cloth you wear, and would not + willingly offer it violence. We are all liable to make mistakes at times. + I freely forgive yours and trust you will extend a like leniency to mine.’ + </p> + <p> + “With that he doffed his hat, and left me standing there.” + </p> + <p> + “Surely,” said the Countess, deeply interested in the recital, + “so far as speech was concerned he made amends?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, my daughter; such speech never came from the lips of an + ironworker.” + </p> + <p> + “You are convinced he was the Prince?” + </p> + <p> + “Never for one instant did I doubt it.” + </p> + <p> + “Be that as it may, Father Ambrose, why should not the young man + walk the streets of his own capital city, and even explore the laborers’ + quarter of Sachsenhausen, if he finds it interesting to do so? Is it not + his right to wear a sword, and go where he lists; and is it such a very + heinous thing that, being accosted by a stranger, he should refuse to make + the admission demanded? You took him, as one might say, unaware.” + </p> + <p> + The monk bowed his head, but did not waste time in offering any defense of + his action. + </p> + <p> + “I followed him,” he went on, “through the narrow and + tortuous streets of Frankfort, an easy adventure, because darkness had set + in, but even in daylight my course would have been safe enough, for never + once did he look over his shoulder, or betray any of that suspicion + characteristic of our laboring classes.” + </p> + <p> + “I think that tells in his favor,” persisted the girl. + </p> + <p> + “He came to the steps of the Rheingold, a disreputable drinking + cellar, and disappeared from my sight down its steps. A great shout + greeted him, and the rattle of tankards on a table, as he joined what was + evidently his coterie. Standing outside, I heard song and ribaldry within. + The heir-presumptive to the throne of the Empire was too obviously a + drunken brawler; a friend and comrade of the lowest scum in Frankfort. + </p> + <p> + “After a short time he emerged alone, and once more I followed him. + He went with the directness of a purposeful man to the Fahrgasse, the + street of the rich merchants, knocked at a door, and was admitted. Along + the first-floor front were three lighted windows, and I saw his form pass + the first two of these, but from my station in the street could not + witness what was going on within. Looking about me, I found to my right a + narrow alley, occupied by an outside stairway. This I mounted, and from + its topmost step I beheld the interior of the large room on the opposite + side of the way. + </p> + <p> + “It appeared to me that Prince Roland had been expected, for the + elderly man seated at the table, his calm face toward me, showed no + surprise at the Prince’s entrance. His Highness sat with his back + towards me, and for a time it seemed that nothing was going forward but an + amiable conversation. Suddenly the Prince rose, threw off his cloak, + whisked out his sword, and presented its point at the throat of the + merchant. + </p> + <p> + “It was clear, from the expression of dismay on the merchant’s + face, that this move on the part of his guest was entirely unexpected, but + its object was speedily manifested. The old man, with trembling hand, + pushed across the table to his assailant a well-filled bag, which the + Prince at once untied. Pouring out a heap of yellow gold, he began with + great deliberation to count the money, which, when you consider his + precarious situation, showed the young man to be old in crime. Some + portion of the gold he returned to the merchant; the rest he dropped into + an empty bag, which he tied to his belt. + </p> + <p> + “I did not wait to see anything more, but came down to the foot of + the stairs, that I might learn if Roland took his money to his dissolute + comrades. He came out, and once more I followed him, and once more he led + me to the Rheingold cellar. On this occasion, however, I took step by step + with him until we entered the large wineroom at the foot of the stairs, he + less than an arm’s length in front of me, still under the illusion + that he was alone. Prince though he was, I determined to expostulate with + him, and if possible persuade a restitution of the gold. + </p> + <p> + “‘Your Highness!’ I began, touching him lightly on the + shoulder. + </p> + <p> + “Instantly he turned upon me with a savage oath, grasped me by the + throat, and forced me backward against the cellar wall. + </p> + <p> + “‘You spying sneak!’ he cried. ‘In spite of my + warning you have been hounding my footsteps!’ + </p> + <p> + “The moment I attempted to reply, he throttled me so as to choke + every effort at utterance. There now approached us, with alarm in his + wine-colored face, a gross, corpulent man, whom the Prince addressed as + proprietor of the place, which doubtless he was. + </p> + <p> + “‘Landlord,’ said Roland very quietly, ‘this + unfortunate monk is weak in the head, and although he means no harm with + his meddling, he may well cause disaster to my comrades and myself. + Earlier in the evening he accosted on the bridge, but I spared him, hoping + never to see his monkish costume again. You may judge the state of his + mind when I tell you he accuses me of being the Emperor’s son, and + Heaven only knows what he would estimate to be the quality of my comrades + were he to see them.’ + </p> + <p> + “Two or three times I attempted to speak, but the closing of his + fingers upon my throat prevented me, and even when they were slightly + relaxed I was scarcely able to breathe.” + </p> + <p> + The Countess listened with the closest attention, fixing upon the narrator + her splendid eyes, and in them, despite their feminine beauty and + softness, seemed to smoulder a deep fire of resentment at the treatment + accorded her kinsman, a luminant of danger transmitted to her down the + ages from ancestors equally ready to fight for the Sepulcher in Palestine + or for the gold on the borders of the Rhine. In the pause, during which + the monk wiped from his wrinkled brow the moisture brought there by + remembrance of the indignity he had undergone, kindliness in the eyes of + the Countess overcame their menace, and she said gently: + </p> + <p> + “I am quite confident, Father, that such a ruffian could not be + Prince Roland. He was indeed the rude mechanic he proclaimed himself. No + man of noble blood would have acted thus.” + </p> + <p> + “Listen, my child, listen,” resumed Father Ambrose. “Turning + to the landlord, the Prince asked: + </p> + <p> + “‘Is there a safe and vacant room in your establishment where + I could bestow this meddlesome priest for a few days?’ + </p> + <p> + “‘There is a wine vault underneath this drinking cellar,’ + responded the landlord. + </p> + <p> + “‘Does anyone enter that vault except yourself?’ + </p> + <p> + “‘No one,’ + </p> + <p> + “‘Will you undertake charge of the priest, seeing that he + communicates with none outside?’ + </p> + <p> + “‘Of a surety, Captain,’ + </p> + <p> + “‘Good. I will pay you well, and that in advance.’” + </p> + <p> + “This ruffian was never the Prince,” interrupted the Countess + firmly. + </p> + <p> + “I beg you to listen, Hildegunde, and my next sentence will convince + you. The Prince continued: + </p> + <p> + “‘Not only prevent his communication with others, but do not + listen to him yourself. He will endeavor to persuade you that his name is + Father Ambrose, and that he is a monk in good standing with the + Benedictine Order. If he finds you care little for that, he may indeed + pretend he is of noble origin himself; that he is Henry von Sayn, and thus + endeavor to work on whatever sympathy you may feel for the aristocrats. + But I assure you he is no more a Sayn than I am Prince Roland.’ + </p> + <p> + “‘Indeed, Captain,’ replied the host, ‘I have as + little liking for an aristocrat as for a monk, so you may depend that I + will keep him safe enough until you order his release.’ + </p> + <p> + “Now, my dear Hildegunde, you see there was no mistake on my part. + This young man asserted he knew nothing of me, and indeed, I believed he + had forgotten the time of my chaplaincy at the Court, often as he listened + to my discourses, yet all the time he knew me, and now, with an effrontery + that seems incredible, he showed no hesitation in proving me right when I + accosted him as son of the Emperor. I must in justice, however, admit that + he instructed the landlord when he paid him, to treat me with gentleness, + and to see that I had plenty to eat and drink. When three days had + expired, I was to be allowed my liberty. + </p> + <p> + “‘He can do no harm then,’ concluded the Prince, in his + talk with the landlord, ‘for by that time I shall have succeeded or + failed.’ + </p> + <p> + “I was led down a narrow, broken stairway by the proprietor, and + thrust into a dark and damp cellar, partially filled with casks of wine, + and there I remained until set at liberty a few days ago. + </p> + <p> + “I returned at once to the Benedictine Monastery where I had lodged, + expecting to find my brethren filled with anxiety concerning me, but such + was not the case. Any one man is little missed in this world, and my + comrades supposed that I was invited to the Court, and had forgotten them + as I saw they had forgotten me, so I said nothing of my adventure, but + mounted my waiting horse and journeyed back to the Castle of Sayn.” + </p> + <p> + For a long time there was silence between the two, then the younger spoke. + </p> + <p> + “Do you intend to take any action regarding your unauthorized + imprisonment?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, no,” replied the forgiving monk. + </p> + <p> + “Is it certain that this dissolute young man will be chosen Emperor?” + </p> + <p> + “There is a likelihood, but not a certainty.” + </p> + <p> + “Would not the election of such a person to the highest position in + the State prove even a greater misfortune to the land than the continuance + of the present regime, for this young man adds to his father’s vice + of drunkenness the evil qualities, of dishonesty, cruelty, ribaldry, and a + lack of respect for the privileges both of Church and nobility?” + </p> + <p> + “Such indeed is my opinion, daughter.” + </p> + <p> + “Then is it not your duty at once to acquaint the three Archbishops + with what you have already told me, so that the disaster of his election + may be avoided?” + </p> + <p> + “It is a matter to which I gave deep thought during my journey + thither, and I also invoked the aid of Heaven in guiding me to a just + conclusion.” + </p> + <p> + “And that conclusion, Father?” + </p> + <p> + “Is to say nothing whatever about my experiences in Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Why?” + </p> + <p> + “Because it is not given to a humble man like myself, occupying a + position of no authority, to fathom what may be in the minds of those + great Princes of the Church, the Archbishops. In effect they rule the + country, and it is possible that they prefer to place on the throne a + drunken nonentity who will offer no impediment to their ambitions, rather + than to elect a moral young man who might in time prove too strong for + them.” + </p> + <p> + “I am sure no such motive would actuate the Archbishop of Cologne.” + </p> + <p> + “His Lordship of Cologne, my child, dare not break with their + Lordships of Treves and Mayence, so you may be sure that if these two wish + to elect Prince Roland Emperor, nothing I could say to the Archbishop of + Cologne would prevent that choice.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, I had forgotten, in the excitement of listening to your + adventures, but talking of the Archbishop reminds me his Highness of + Cologne will visit us to-morrow, and he especially wishes to see you. You + may imagine my anxiety when I received his message a few days ago, knowing + nothing of your whereabouts.” + </p> + <p> + “Wishes to see me?” ejaculated Father Ambrose, wrinkling a + perplexed brow. “I wonder what for. Can he have any knowledge of my + visit to Frankfort?” + </p> + <p> + “How could he?” + </p> + <p> + “The Archbishops possess sources of enlightenment that we wot not + of. If he charges me with being absent from my post, I must admit the + fact.” + </p> + <p> + “Of course. Let me confess to him as soon as he arrives; your + journey was entirely due to my persistence. I alone am to blame.” + </p> + <p> + The old man slowly shook his head. + </p> + <p> + “I am at least equally culpable,” he said. “I shall + answer truthfully any question asked me, but I hope I am not in the wrong + if I volunteer no information.” + </p> + <p> + The girl rose. + </p> + <p> + “You could do no wrong, Father, even if you tried; and now + good-night. Sleep soundly and fear nothing. On the rare occasions when the + good Archbishop was angry with me, I have always managed to placate him, + and I shall not fail in this instance.” + </p> + <p> + Father Ambrose bade her good-night, and left the room with the languid air + of one thoroughly tired. As the young Countess stood there watching his + retreat and disappearance, her dainty little fist clenched, and her + eyebrows came together, bringing to her handsome face the determined + expression which marked the countenances of some of her Crusader ancestors + whose portraits decorated the walls. + </p> + <p> + “If ever I get that ruffian Prince Roland into my power,” she + said to herself, “I will make him regret his treatment of so + tolerant and forbearing a man as Father Ambrose.” + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0006" id="link2H_4_0006"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + V. THE COUNTESS VON SAYN AND THE ARCHBISHOP OF COLOGNE + </h2> + <p> + It was high noon when that great Prince of the Church, the Archbishop of + Cologne, arrived at Castle Sayn, with a very inconsiderable following, + which seemed to indicate that he traveled on no affair of State, for on + such occasions he led a small army. The lovely young Countess awaited him + at the top of the Castle steps, and he greeted her with the courtesy of a + polished man of the world, rather than with the more austere consideration + of a great Churchman. Indeed, it seemed to the quick apprehension of the + girl that as he raised her fair hand to his lips his obeisance was lower, + more deferential, than their differing stations in life justified. + </p> + <p> + He shook hands with Father Ambrose in the manner of old friend accosting + old friend, and nothing in his salutation indicated displeasure of any + sort in the background. + </p> + <p> + Perhaps, then, that sense of uneasiness felt by both the aged Father + Ambrose and the youthful Countess Hildegunde in the Archbishop’s + presence came from their consciousness of conspiracy, resulting in the + ill-fated journey to Frankfort. Nevertheless, all that afternoon the two + were oppressed by the shadow of some impending danger, and the good + spirits of the Archbishop seemed to them assumed for the occasion, and + indeed in this they were not far wrong. His Lordship of Cologne was keenly + apprehensive regarding an important conference set down for the next day, + and the exuberance of an essentially serious man in such a crisis is prone + to be overdone. + </p> + <p> + Father Ambrose, who, in the midst of luxury and plenty, lived with the + abstemiousness of an anchorite, and always partook of his scant + refreshment alone in his cell, was invited by the Archbishop to a seat at + the table in the dining-hall. + </p> + <p> + “So long as you cast no look of reproach upon me for my enjoyment of + Sayn’s most excellent cuisine, and my appreciation of its unequaled + cellar, I shall not comment on your dinner of parched peas and your + unexhilarating tankard of water. Besides, I wish to consult with Ambrose + the librarian of Sayn, touching the archives of this house, rather than + with Ambrose the superintendent of farms, or Father Ambrose the monk.” + </p> + <p> + During the midday meal the Archbishop led, and at times monopolized, the + conversation. + </p> + <p> + “While you were under the tutelage of the good Sisters at + Nonnenwerth Convent, Hildegunde, the Abbess frequently spoke of your + proficiency in historical studies. Did you ever turn your attention to the + annals of your own House?” + </p> + <p> + “No, Guardian. From what I heard casually of my ancestors a record + of their doings would be scarcely the sort of reading recommended to a + young girl.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, very true, very true,” agreed the Archbishop. “Some + of the Counts of Sayn led turbulent lives, and except with a battle-ax it + was difficult to persuade them not to meddle with the goods and chattels + of their neighbors. A strenuous line they proved in those olden days; but + many noble women have adorned the Castle of Sayn whose lives shine out + like an inspiration against the dark background of medieval tumult. Did + you ever hear of your forebear, the gracious Countess Matilda von Sayn, + who lived some hundreds of years ago? Indeed, the letters I have been + reading, written in her quaint handwriting, are dated about the middle of + the thirteenth century. I cannot learn whether she was older or younger + than the Archbishop of Cologne of that period, and thus I wish to enlist + the interest of Father Ambrose in searching the archives of Sayn for + anything pertaining to her. The Countess sent many epistles to the + Archbishop which he carefully preserved, while documents of much more + importance to the Archbishopric were allowed to go astray. + </p> + <p> + “Her letters breathe a deep devotion to the Church, and a warm + kindliness to its chief ornament of that day, the then Archbishop of + Cologne. She was evidently his most cherished adviser, and in points of + difficulty her counsel exhibits all the clarity of a man’s brain, to + which is added a tenderness and a sense of justice entirely womanly. I + could not help fancying that this great prelate’s success in his + Archbishopric was largely due to the disinterested advice of this noble + woman. It is clearly to be seen that the Countess was the benignant power + behind the throne, and she watched his continued advancement with a love + resembling that lavished on a favorite son. Her writings now and then + betray an affection of a quality so motherly that I came to believe she + was much older than the great Churchman, but then there is the fact that + she long outlived him, so it is possible she may have been the younger.” + </p> + <p> + “Why, my Lord, are you about to weave us a romance?” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop smiled, and for a moment placed his hand upon hers, which + rested on the table beside him. + </p> + <p> + “A romance, perhaps, between myself and the Countess of long ago, + for as I read these letters I used much of their contents for my own + guidance, and found her precepts as wise to-day as they were in 1250, and + to me ... to me,” the Archbishop sighed, “she seems to live + again. Yes, I confess my ardent regard for her, and if you call that + romance, it is surely of a very innocent nature.” + </p> + <p> + “But the other Archbishop? Your predecessor, the friend of Matilda; + what of him?” + </p> + <p> + “There, Hildegunde, I have much less evidence to go upon, for his + letters, if they exist, are concealed somewhere in the archives of Sayn + Castle.” + </p> + <p> + “To-morrow,” cried the girl, “I shall robe myself in the + oldest garments I possess, and will rummage those dusty archives until I + find the letters of him who was Archbishop in 1250.” + </p> + <p> + “I have bestowed that task upon one less impulsive. Father Ambrose + is the searcher, and he and I will put our wise old heads together in + consultation over them before entrusting them to the perusal of that + impetuous young noblewoman, the present Countess von Sayn.” + </p> + <p> + The impetuous person referred to brought down her hand with a peremptory + impact upon the table, and exclaimed emphatically: + </p> + <p> + “My Lord Archbishop, I shall read those letters to-morrow.” + </p> + <p> + Once more the Archbishop placed his hand on hers, this time, however, + clasping it firmly in his own. There was no smile on his face as he said + gravely: + </p> + <p> + “My lady, to-morrow you will face three living Archbishops, more + difficult, perhaps, to deal with than one who is dust.” + </p> + <p> + “Three!” she cried, startled, a gleam of apprehension + troubling her fine eyes. “My Lords of Mayence, Treves, and yourself? + Are they coming here?” + </p> + <p> + “The conclave of the Archbishops will be held at Castle Stolzenfels, + the Rhine residence of my brother of Treves.” + </p> + <p> + “Why is this Court convened?” + </p> + <p> + “That will be explained to you, Hildegunde, by his Highness of + Mayence. I did not intend to speak to you about this until later, so I + will merely say that there is nothing to fear. I, being your guardian, am + sent to escort you to Stolzenfels, and as we ride there together I wish to + place before you some suggestions which you may find useful when the + meeting takes place.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall faithfully follow any advice you give me, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + “I am sure of it, Hildegunde, and you will remember that I speak as + guardian, not as Councilor of State. My observations will be requests and + not commands. You see, we have reversed the positions of my predecessor + and the Countess Matilda. It was always she who tendered advice, which he + invariably accepted. Now I must take the rôle of advice-giver; thus you + and I transpose the parts of the former Archbishop of Cologne, and the + former Countess of Sayn, who, I am sorry to note, have been completely + banished from your thoughts by my premature announcement regarding the + three living Archbishops.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, not at all, not at all! I am still thinking of those two. Have + you told me all you know about them?” + </p> + <p> + “Far from it. Although I was handicapped in my reconstitution of + their friendship by lack of the Archbishop’s letters, he had + nevertheless made a note here and there upon the communications he + received from the Countess. Throughout the letters certain paragraphs are + marked with a cross, as if for reperusal, these paragraphs being + invariably most delicately and charmingly written. But now I come to the + last very important document, the only one of which a copy has been kept, + written in the Archbishop’s own hand. + </p> + <p> + “In the year 1250, the Countess von Sayn had ceded to him the Rhine + town of Linz. Linz seems to have been a rebellious and troublesome fief, + which the Sayns held by force of arms. When it came into the possession of + the Archbishop, the foolish inhabitants, remembering that Cologne was a + long distance down the river compared with the up-river journey to Sayn, + broke out into open revolt. The Archbishop sent up his army, and most + effectually crushed this outbreak, severely punishing the rebels. He + returned from this subdued town to his own city of Cologne, and whether + from the exposure of the brief campaign, or some other cause, he was taken + ill and shortly after died. + </p> + <p> + “The new Archbishop was installed, and nearly two years passed, so + far as I can learn, before the Countess Matilda made claim that the town + of Linz should come again within her jurisdiction, saying that this + restitution had been promised by the late Archbishop. His successor, + however, disputed this claim. He possessed, he said, the deed of gift + making over the town of Linz to his predecessor, and this document was + definite enough. If then, it was the intention of the late Archbishop to + return Linz to the House of Sayn, the Countess doubtless held some + document to that effect, and in this case he would like to know its + purport. + </p> + <p> + “The Countess replied that an understanding had existed between the + late Archbishop and herself regarding the subjugation of the town of Linz + and its return to her after the rebellion was quelled. But for the + untimely death of the late Archbishop she did not doubt that his part of + the contract would have been kept long since. Nevertheless, she did + possess a document, in the late Archbishop’s own hand, setting out + the terms of their agreement, and of this manuscript she sent a copy. + </p> + <p> + “The crafty Archbishop, without casting doubt on the authenticity of + the copy, said that of course it would be illegal for him to act upon it. + He must have the original document. Matilda replied, very shrewdly, that + on her part she could not allow the original document to quit her custody, + as upon it rested her rights to the town of Linz. She would, however, + exhibit this document to any ecclesiastical committee her correspondent + might appoint, and the members of the committee so chosen should be men + well acquainted with the late Archbishop’s writing and signature. In + reply the Archbishop regretted that he could not accept her suggestion. + The people of Cologne, believing that their overlord had rightfully + acquired Linz, cheerfully consented to make good their title by battle, + thus having, as it were, bought the town with their blood, and indeed, a + deplorable sacrifice of life, it would become a dangerous venture to give + up the town unless indisputable documentary evidence might be exhibited to + them showing that such a bargain was made by the deceased prelate. + </p> + <p> + “But before proceeding farther in this matter, he asked the Countess + if she were prepared to swear that the copy forwarded to him was a full + and faithful rendition of the original. Did it contain every word the late + Archbishop had written in that letter? + </p> + <p> + “To this the Countess made no reply, and allowed to lapse any title + she might have to the town of Linz.” + </p> + <p> + “I think,” cried the girl indignantly, “that my + ancestress was in the right, refusing further communication with this + ignoble Churchman who dared to impugn her good faith.” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop smiled at her vehemence. + </p> + <p> + “I shall make no attempt to defend my astute predecessor. A + money-lender’s soul tenanted his austere body, but what would you + say if his implication of the Countess Matilda’s good faith was + justified?” + </p> + <p> + “You mean that the copy which she sent of the Archbishop’s + letter was fraudulent? I cannot believe it.” + </p> + <p> + “Not fraudulent. So far as it went her copy was word perfect. She + neglected to add, however, a final sentence, and rather than make it public + forfeited her rightful claim to great possessions. Of the Archbishop’s + communications to her there remains in our archives a copy of this last + epistle written in his own hand. I cannot imagine why he added the final + clauses to what was in essence an important business communication. The + premonition he admits may have set his thoughts upon things not of this + world, but undoubtedly he believed that he would live long enough to + conquer the rebels of Linz, and restore to the Countess her property. This + is what he wrote, and she refused to publish: + </p> + <p> + “‘Matilda, I feel that my days are numbered, and that their + number is scant. To all the world my life seems to have been successful + beyond the wishes of mortal man, but to me it is a dismal failure, in that + I die bachelor Archbishop of Cologne, and you are the spinster Countess + von Sayn.’” + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0007" id="link2H_4_0007"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + VI. TO BE KEPT SECRET FROM THE COUNTESS + </h2> + <p> + There are few favored spots occupied by blue water and greensward over + which a greater splendor is cast by the rising sun on a midsummer morning + than that portion of the Rhine near Coblentz, and as our little procession + emerged from the valley of the Saynbach every member of it was struck with + the beauty of the flat country across the Rhine, ripening toward a yellow + harvest, flooded by the golden glory of the rising sun. + </p> + <p> + Their route led to the left by the foot of the eastern hills, and not yet + along the margin of the great river. Gradually, however, as they journeyed + in a southerly direction, the highlands deflected them westward until at + last there was but scant room for the road between rock and water. Always + they were in the shade, a comforting feature of a midsummer journey, an + advantage, however, soon to be lost when they crossed the Rhine by the + ferry to Coblentz. The distance from Sayn Castle to Schloss Stolzenfels + was a little less than four leagues, so their early start permitted a + leisurely journey. + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop and the Countess rode side by side. Following them at some + distance came Father Ambrose, deep in his meditations, and paying little + attention to the horse he rode, which indeed, faithful animal, knew more + about the way than did his rider. Still farther to the rear rode half a + dozen mounted lancemen, two and two, the scant escort of one who commanded + many thousands of armed men. + </p> + <p> + “How lovely and how peaceful is the scene,” said the Countess. + “How beautiful are the fields of waving grain; their color of dawn + softened by the deep green of interspersed vineyards, and the water + without a ripple, like a slumbering lake rather than a strong river. It + seems as though anger, contention, and struggle could not exist in a realm + so heavenly.” + </p> + <p> + “‘Seems’ is the word to use,” commented the + Archbishop gravely, “but the unbroken placidity of the river you so + much admire is a peace of defeat. I had much rather see its flood + disturbed by moving barges and the turmoil of commerce. It is a peace that + means starvation and death to our capital city, and, indeed, in a lesser + degree, to my own town of Cologne, and to Coblentz, whose gates we are + approaching.” + </p> + <p> + “But surely,” persisted the girl, “the outlook is + improving, when you and I travel unmolested with a mere handful of men to + guard us. Time was when a great and wealthy Archbishop might not stir + abroad with less than a thousand men in his train.” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop smiled. + </p> + <p> + “I suppose matters mend,” he said, “as we progress in + civilized usage. The number of my escort, however, is not limited by my + own modesty, but stipulated by the Court of Archbishops. Mayence travels + down the Rhine and Treves down the Moselle, each with a similar following + at his heels.” + </p> + <p> + “You are pessimistic this lovely morning, my Lord, and will not even + admit that the world is beautiful.” + </p> + <p> + “It all depends on the point of view, Hildegunde. I regard it from a + position toward the end of life, and you from the charming station of + youth: the far-apart outlook of an old man and a young girl.” + </p> + <p> + “Nonsense, Guardian, you are anything but old. Nevertheless I am + much disappointed with your attitude this morning. I fully expected to be + complimented by you.” + </p> + <p> + “Doesn’t my whole attitude breathe of compliment?” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, but I expected a particular compliment to-day!” + </p> + <p> + “What have I overlooked?” + </p> + <p> + “You overlooked the fact that yesterday you aroused my most intense + curiosity regarding the journey we are now taking together, and the + conference which is to follow. Despite deep anxiety to learn what is + before me I have not asked you a single question, nor even hinted at the + subject until this moment. Now, I think I should be rewarded for my + reticence.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, Countess, you are an exception among women, and I merely + withheld the well-earned praise until such time as I could broach the + subject occupying my mind ever since we left the Castle. With the + awkwardness of a man I did not know how to begin until you so kindly + indicated the way.” + </p> + <p> + “Perhaps, after all, I make a false claim, because I have guessed + your secret, and therefore my deep solicitude is assumed.” + </p> + <p> + “Guessed it?” queried the Archbishop, a shade of anxiety + crossing his face. + </p> + <p> + “Yes. Your story of the former Archbishop and the Countess Matilda + gave me a clue. You have discovered a document proving my right to the + town of Linz on the Rhine.” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop bowed his head, but said nothing. + </p> + <p> + “Your sense of justice urges you to make amends, but such a long + time has elapsed that my claim is doubtless outlawed, and you do not quite + know how restoration may be effected. You have, I take it, consulted with + one or other of your colleagues, Mayence or Treves, or perhaps with both. + They have made objection to your proposed generosity, and put forward the + argument that you are but temporary trustee of the Cologne Archbishopric; + that you must guard the rights of your successor; and this truism could + not help but appeal to that quality of equity which distinguishes you, so + a conference of the prelates has been called, and a majority of that Court + will decide whether or not the town of Linz shall be tendered to me. + Perhaps a suggestion will be made that I allow things to remain as they + are, in which case I shall at once refuse to accept the town of Linz. Now, + Guardian, how near have I come to solving the mystery?” + </p> + <p> + They rode along in silence together, the Archbishop pondering on the + problem of her further enlightenment. At last he said: + </p> + <p> + “Cologne is ruled by its Archbishop, wisely or the reverse as the + case may be. The Archbishop, much as he reveres the opinion of his + distinguished colleagues, would never put them to the inconvenience of + giving a decision on any matter not concerning them. Linz’s fate was + settled when the handwriting of my predecessor, prelate of 1250 A.D., + convinced me that this Rhine town belonged to the House of Sayn. + Restitution has already been accomplished in due legal form, and when next + the Countess Hildegunde rides through Linz, she rides through her own + town.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall never, never accept it, Guardian.” + </p> + <p> + “It is yours now, Countess. If you do not wish to hold the town, use + it as a gift to the fortunate man you marry. And now, Hildegunde, this + long-postponed advice I wish to press upon your attention, must be given, + for we are nearing the ferry to Coblentz, and between that town and + Stolzenfels we may have company. Of the three Archbishops you will meet + to-day, there is only one of whom you need take account.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, I know that,” cried the girl, “his Lordship of + Cologne!” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop smiled, but went on seriously: + </p> + <p> + “Where two or three men are gathered together, one is sure to be + leader. In our case the chief of the trio supposed to be equal is his + Highness of Mayence. Treves and I pretend not to be under his thumb, but + we are: that is to say, Treves holds I am under his thumb, and I hold + Treves is under his thumb, and so when one or the other of us join the + Archbishop of Mayence, there is a majority of the Court, and the third + member is helpless.” + </p> + <p> + “But why don’t you and Treves join together?” + </p> + <p> + “Because each thinks the other a coward, and doubtless both are + right. The point of the matter is that Mayence is the iron man of the + combination; therefore I beg you beware of him, and I also entreat you to + agree with the proposal he will make. It will be of tremendous advantage + to you.” + </p> + <p> + “In that case, my Lord, how could I refuse?” + </p> + <p> + “I hope, my child, you will not, but if you should make objection, + do so with all the tact at your disposal. In fact, refrain wholly from + objection if you can, and plead for time to consider, so that you and I + may consult together, thus affording me opportunity of bringing arguments + to bear that may influence your decision.” + </p> + <p> + “My dear Guardian, you alarm me by the awesome way in which you + speak. What fateful choice hangs over my head?” + </p> + <p> + “I have no wish to frighten you, my daughter, and, indeed, I + anticipate little chance of disagreement at the conference. I merely + desire that you shall understand something of Mayence. He is a man whom + opposition may drive to extremity, and being accustomed to crush those who + disagree with him, rather than conquer by more diplomatic methods, I am + anxious you should not be led into any semblance of dissent from his + wishes. By agreement between Mayence, Treves, and myself, I am not allowed + to enlighten you regarding the question at issue. I perhaps strain that + agreement a little when I endeavor to put you on your guard. If, at any + point in the discussion, you wish a few moments to reflect, glance across + the table at me, and I shall immediately intervene with some interruption + which must be debated by the three members of the Court. Of course, I + shall do everything in my power to protect you should our grim friend + Mayence lose his temper, as may happen if you thwart him.” + </p> + <p> + “Why am I likely to thwart him?” + </p> + <p> + “Why indeed? I see no reason. I am merely an old person perhaps + over-cautious. Hence this warding off of a crisis which I hope will never + arise.” + </p> + <p> + “Guardian, I have one question to ask, and that will settle the + matter here on the border of the Rhine, before we reach Stolzenfels. Do + you thoroughly approve, with your heart, mind, and conscience, of the + proposition to be made to me?” + </p> + <p> + “I do,” replied the Archbishop, in a tone of conviction that + none could gainsay. “Heart and soul, agree.” + </p> + <p> + “Then, Guardian, your crisis that never came vanishes. I shall tell + his Lordship of Mayence, in my sweetest voice and most ingratiating + manner, that I will do whatever he requests.” + </p> + <p> + Here the conversation ceased, for the solitude now gave way to a scene of + activity, as they came to the landing alongside which lay the floating + bridge, a huge barge, capable of carrying their whole company at one + voyage. Several hundred persons, on horseback or on foot, gathered along + the river-bank, raised a cheer as the Archbishop appeared. The Countess + thought they waited to greet him, but they were merely travelers or market + people who found their journey interrupted at this point. An emissary of + the Archbishop had commanded the ferry-boat to remain at its eastern + landing until his Lordship came aboard. When the distinguished party + embarked, the crew instantly cast off their moorings, and the tethered + barge, impelled by the swift current, gently swung across to the opposite + shore. + </p> + <p> + A great concourse of people greeted their arrival at Coblentz, and if + vociferous shouts and hurrahs are signs of popularity, the Archbishop had + reason to congratulate himself upon his reception. The prelate bowed and + smiled, but did not pause at Coblentz, and, to the evident disappointment + of the multitude, continued his way up the Rhine. When the little + cavalcade drew away from the mob, the Countess spoke: + </p> + <p> + “I had no thought,” she said, “that Coblentz contained + so many inhabitants.” + </p> + <p> + “Neither does it,” replied the Archbishop. + </p> + <p> + “Then is this simply an influx of people from the country, and is + the conclave of the Archbishops of such importance that it draws so many + sightseers?” + </p> + <p> + “The Court held by the Archbishops on this occasion is very + important. I suspect, however, that those are no sightseers, for the + general public is quite unaware that we meet to-day. They who cheered so + lustily just now are, I think, men of Treves.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you mean soldiers?” + </p> + <p> + “Aye. Soldiers in the dress of ordinary townsmen, but I dare say + they all know where to find their weapons should a war-cry arise.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you imply that the Archbishop of Treves has broken his compact? + I understood that your escort was limited to the few men following you.” + </p> + <p> + His Lordship laughed. + </p> + <p> + “The Archbishop of Treves,” he said, “is not a great + strategist, yet I surmise he is ready in case of trouble to seize the city + of Coblentz.” + </p> + <p> + “What trouble could arise?” + </p> + <p> + “The present moment is somewhat critical, for the Emperor lies dying + in Frankfort. We three Electors hope to avoid all commotion by having our + plans prepared and acting upon them promptly. But the hours between the + death of an Emperor and the appointment of his successor are fateful with + uncertainty. I suppose the good Sisters at Nonnenwerth taught you about + the Election of an Emperor?” + </p> + <p> + “Indeed, Guardian, I am sorry to confess that if they did I have + forgotten all about it.” + </p> + <p> + “There are seven Electors; four high nobles of the Empire and three + Archbishops, Lords Temporal and Lords Spiritual. The present Count + Palatine of the Rhine is, like my friend Treves, completely under the + dominion of the Archbishop of Mayence, so the three Lords Spiritual, with + the aid of the Count Palatine, form a majority of the Electoral Court.” + </p> + <p> + “I understand. And now I surmise that you assemble at Stolzenfels to + choose our future Emperor.” + </p> + <p> + “No; he has already been chosen, but his name will not be announced + to any person save one before the Emperor dies.” + </p> + <p> + “Doubtless that one is the Count Palatine.” + </p> + <p> + “No, Countess, he remains ignorant; and I give you warning, Madam, I + am not to be cross-questioned by indirection. You should be merciful: I am + but clay in your hands, yet there is certain information I am forbidden to + impart, so I will merely say that if the Archbishop happens to be in + good-humor this afternoon, he is very likely to tell you who will be the + future Emperor.” + </p> + <p> + The girl gave an exclamation of surprise. + </p> + <p> + “To tell me? Why should he do so?” + </p> + <p> + “I said I was not to be cross-examined any further. I tremble now + with apprehension lest I have let slip something I should not, therefore + we will change the subject to one of paramount importance; namely, our + midday meal. I intended to stop at Coblentz for that repast, but the + Archbishop of Treves, whose guests we are, was good enough to accept a + menu I suggested, therefore we will sit at table with him.” + </p> + <p> + “You suggested a menu?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; I hope you will approve of it. There is some excellent Rhine + salmon, with a sauce most popular in Treves, a sauce that has been + celebrated for centuries. Next some tender venison from the forest behind + Stolzenfels, which is noted for its deer. There are, beside, cakes and + various breads, also vegetables, and all are to be washed down by delicate + Oberweseler wine. How does my speis-card please you, Countess?” + </p> + <p> + “I am committing it to memory, Guardian, so that I shall know what + to prepare for you when next you visit my Castle of Sayn.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, this repast is not in my honor, but in yours. I feared you + might object to the simplicity of it. It is upon record that this meal was + much enjoyed by a young lady some centuries ago, at this very Castle of + Stolzenfels, shortly after it was completed. Indeed, I think it likely she + was the noble castle’s first guest. Stolzenfels was built by Arnold + von Isenberg, the greatest Archbishop that ever ruled over Treves, if I + may except Archbishop Baldwin, the fighter. Isenberg determined to have a + stronghold on the Rhine midway between Mayence and Cologne, and he made it + a palace as well as a fortress, taking his time about it—in all + seventeen years. He began its erection in 1242, and so was building at the + time your ancestress Matilda ceded Linz to the Archbishop of Cologne, + therefore I imagine Cologne probably wished to have a stronghold within + striking distance of Treves’ new castle. + </p> + <p> + “One of the first to visit Stolzenfels was a charming young English + girl named Isabella, who was no other than the youngest daughter of John, + King of England. Doubtless she came here with an imposing suite of + attendants, and I surmise that the great prelate’s castle saw + impressive pageants and festivities, for the chronicler, after setting + down the menu whose excellence I hope to test to-day, adds: + </p> + <p> + “‘They ate well, and drank better, and the Royal maiden danced + a great deal.’ + </p> + <p> + “Her brother then occupied the English throne. He was Henry III., + and of course much attention was paid over here to his dancing sister.” + </p> + <p> + “Why, Guardian, what you say gives a new interest to old + Stolzenfels. I have never been within the Castle, but now I shall view it + with delight, wondering through which of the rooms the English Princess + danced. Why did Isabella come from England all the way to the Rhine?” + </p> + <p> + “She came to meet the three Archbishops.” + </p> + <p> + “Really? For what purpose?” + </p> + <p> + “That they might in ecclesiastical form, and upon the highest + ecclesiastical authority, announce her betrothal.” + </p> + <p> + “Announce in Stolzenfels the betrothal of an English Princess, the + daughter of one king and sister of another! Did she, then, marry a German?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; she married the Emperor, Frederick II.; Frederick of + Hohenstaufen.” + </p> + <p> + Slowly the girl turned her head, and looked steadfastly at the Archbishop, + who was gazing earnestly up the road as if to catch a glimpse of the + Castle which had been the scene of the events he related. Her face became + pale, and a questioning wonder rose in her eyes. What did the Archbishop + really mean by this latest historical recital? True, he was a man who had + given much study to ancient lore; rather fond of exhibiting his + proficiency therein when he secured patient listeners. Could there be any + secret meaning in his story of the English Princess who danced? Was there + any hidden analogy between the journey of the English Isabella, and the + short trip taken that day by Hildegunde of Sayn? She was about to speak + when the Archbishop made a slight signal with his right hand, and a + horseman who had followed them all the way from Coblentz now spurred up + alongside of his Lordship, who said sharply to the newcomer: + </p> + <p> + “How many of Treves’ men are in Coblentz?” + </p> + <p> + “Eight hundred and fifty, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + “Enough to capture the town?” + </p> + <p> + “Coblentz is already in their possession, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + “They seem to be unarmed.” + </p> + <p> + “Their weapons are stored under guard in the Church of St. Castor, + and can be in the hands of the soldiers within a few minutes after a + signal is rung by the St. Castor’s bells.” + </p> + <p> + “Are there any troops in Coblentz from Mayence?” + </p> + <p> + “No, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + “How many of my men have been placed behind the Castle of + Stolzenfels?” + </p> + <p> + “Three thousand are concealed in the forest near the hilltop.” + </p> + <p> + “How many men has my Lord of Mayence within call?” + </p> + <p> + “Apparently only the scant half-dozen that reached Stolzenfels with + him yesterday.” + </p> + <p> + “Are you sure of that?” + </p> + <p> + “Scouts have been sent all through the forest to the south, and have + brought us no word of an advancing company. Other scouts have gone up the + river as far as Bingen, but everything is quiet, and it would have been + impossible for his Lordship to march a considerable number of men from any + quarter towards Stolzenfels without one or other of our hundred spies + learning of the movement.” + </p> + <p> + “Then doubtless Mayence depends on his henchman Treves.” + </p> + <p> + “It would seem so, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + “Thank you; that will do.” + </p> + <p> + The rider saluted, turned his horse towards the north, and galloped away, + and a few moments later the little procession came within sight of + Stolzenfels, standing grandly on its conical hill beside the Rhine, + against a background of green formed by the mountainous forests to the + rear. + </p> + <p> + This conversation, which she could not help but hear, had driven entirely + from the mind of Hildegunde the pretty story of the English Princess. + </p> + <p> + “Why, Guardian!” she said, “we seem to be in the midst + of impending civil war.” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop smiled. + </p> + <p> + “We are in the midst of an assured peace,” he replied. + </p> + <p> + “What! with Coblentz practically seized, and three thousand of your + men lurking in the woods above us?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes. I told you that Treves was no strategist. I suppose he and + Mayence imagine that by seizing the town of Coblentz they cut off my + retreat to Cologne. They know it would be useless in a crisis for me to + journey up the river, as I should then be getting farther and farther from + my base of supplies both in men and provisions, therefore the Archbishop + of Mayence has neglected to garrison that quarter.” + </p> + <p> + “But, Guardian, you are surely entrapped, with Coblentz thus held?” + </p> + <p> + “Not so, my child, while I command three thousand men to their eight + hundred.” + </p> + <p> + “But that means a battle!” + </p> + <p> + “A battle that will never take place, Hildegunde, because I shall + seize something much more valuable than any town, namely, the persons of + the two Archbishops. With their Lordships of Treves and Mayence in my + custody, cut off from communication with their own troops, I have slight + fear of a leaderless army. The very magnitude of the force at my command + is an assurance of peace.” + </p> + <p> + They now arrived at the branching hill-road leading up to the gates of + Stolzenfels just above them, and conversation ceased, but the Countess was + fated to remember before the afternoon grew old the final words Cologne + spoke so confidently. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0008" id="link2H_4_0008"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + VII. MUTINY IN THE WILDERNESS + </h2> + <p> + It was a lovely morning in July when Prince Roland walked into the shadow + of the handsome tower which to-day is all that survives of the Elector’s + palace at Hochst, on the river Main. He found Greusel there awaiting him, + but none of the others. When the two had greeted one another, the Prince + said: + </p> + <p> + “Joseph, I determined several days ago to appoint you my lieutenant + on this expedition.” + </p> + <p> + “If you take my advice, Roland, you will do nothing of the kind.” + </p> + <p> + “Why?” + </p> + <p> + “Because it may be looked upon as favoritism, and so promote + jealously in the ranks, which is a thing to avoid.” + </p> + <p> + “Whom would you suggest for the place?” + </p> + <p> + “Conrad Kurzbold.” + </p> + <p> + “What! and run the risk of divided authority? I am determined to be + commander, you know.” + </p> + <p> + “Kurzbold, even if made lieutenant, would be as much under your + orders as the rest of us. He is an energetic man, and you may thus direct + his energy along the right path. From being a critic, he will become one + of the criticised, giving him something to think about. Then your + appointment of him would show that you bear no ill-feeling for what he + said last night.” + </p> + <p> + “You appear to think, Greusel, that it is the duty of a commander to + curry favor with his following.” + </p> + <p> + “No; but I regard tact as a useful quality. You see, you are not in + the position of a general with an army. The members of the guild can + depose you whenever they like and elect a successor, or they may desert + you in a body, and you have no redress. Your methods should not be + drastic, but rather those of a man who seeks election to some high office.” + </p> + <p> + “I fear I am not constituted for such a rôle, Greusel.” + </p> + <p> + “If you are to succeed in the task you have undertaken, Roland, you + must adapt yourself to your situation as it actually is, and not as you + would wish to have it. I stood by you yesterday evening, and succeeded in + influencing the others to do the same, yet there is no denying that you + spoke to those men in a most overbearing manner. Why, you could not have + been more downright had you been an officer of the Emperor himself. What + passed through my mind as I listened was, ‘Where did this youth get + his swagger?’ You ordered Kurzbold out of the ranks, you know.” + </p> + <p> + “Then why favor my action?” + </p> + <p> + “Because I was reluctant to see a promising marauding adventure + wrecked at the very outset for lack of a few soothing words.” + </p> + <p> + Roland laughed heartily. The morning was inspiring, and he was in good + fettle. + </p> + <p> + “Your words to Kurzbold were anything but soothing.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, I was compelled to crush him. He was the cause of the + disturbance, and therefore I had no mercy so far as the affair impinged + upon him. But the others, with the exception of Gensbein perhaps, are + good, honest, sweet-tempered fellows, whom I did not wish to see misled. I + think you must put out of your mind all thought of punishment, no matter + what the offense against your authority may be.” + </p> + <p> + “Then how would you deal with insubordination when it arises?” + </p> + <p> + “I should trust to the good sense of the remaining members of your + company to make it uncomfortable for the offender.” + </p> + <p> + “But suppose they don’t?” + </p> + <p> + Greusel shrugged his shoulders. + </p> + <p> + “In that case you are helpless, I fear. At any rate, talking of + hanging, or the infliction of any other punishment, is quite futile so + long as you do not possess the power to carry out your sentence. To return + to my simile of the general: a general can order any private in his army + to be hanged, and the man is taken out and hanged accordingly, but if one + of the guild is to be executed, he must be condemned by an overwhelming + vote of his fellows, because even if a bare majority sentenced one + belonging to the minority it would mean civil war among us. Suppose, for + example, it was proposed to hang you, and eleven voted for the execution + and nine against it. Do you think we nine would submit to the verdict of + the eleven? Not so. I am myself the most peaceful of men, but the moment + it came to that point, I should run my sword through the proposer of the + execution before he had time to draw his weapon. In other words, I’d + murder him to lessen the odds, and then we’d fight it out like men.” + </p> + <p> + “Why didn’t you say all this last night, Greusel?” + </p> + <p> + “Last night my whole attention was concentrated on inducing Kurzbold + to forget that you had threatened the company with a hangman’s rope. + Had he remembered that, I could never have carried the vote of confidence. + But you surely saw that the other men were most anxious to support you if + your case was placed fairly before them, a matter which, for some reason, + you thought it beneath your dignity to attempt.” + </p> + <p> + “My dear Joseph, your wholesale censure this morning does much to + nullify the vote I received last night.” + </p> + <p> + “My dear Roland, I am not censuring you at all; I am merely + endeavoring to place facts before you so that you will recognize them.” + </p> + <p> + “Quite so, but what I complain of is that these facts were not + exhibited in time for me to shoulder or shirk the responsibility. I do not + believe that military operations can be successfully carried on by a + little family party, the head of which must coddle the others in the + group, and beg pardon before he says ‘Devil take you!’ I would + not have accepted the leadership last night had I known the conditions.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, it is not yet too late to recede. The barge does not leave + Frankfort until this evening, and it is but two leagues back to that city. + Within half an hour at the farthest, every man of us will be assembled + here. Now is the time to have it out with them, because to-morrow morning + the opportunity to withdraw will be gone.” + </p> + <p> + “It is too late even now, Greusel. If last night the guild could not + make up the money we owe to Goebel, what hope is there that a single coin + remains in their pockets this morning? Do I understand, then, that you + refuse to act as my lieutenant?” + </p> + <p> + “No; but I warn you it will be a step in the wrong direction. You + are quite sure of me; and as merely a man-at-arms, as you called us last + night, I shall be in a better position to speak in your favor than if I + were indebted to you for promotion from the ranks.” + </p> + <p> + “I see. Therefore you counsel me to nominate Kurzbold?” + </p> + <p> + “I do.” + </p> + <p> + “Why not Gensbein, who was nearly as mutinous as Kurzbold?” + </p> + <p> + “Well, Gensbein, if you prefer him.” + </p> + <p> + “He showed a well-balanced mind last night, being part of the time + on one side and part on the other.” + </p> + <p> + “My dear commander, we were all against you last night, when you + spoke of hanging, and even when you only went as far as expulsion.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, I suppose you were, and the circumstances being such as you + state, doubtless you were justified. I am to command, then, a regiment + that may obey or not, according to the whim of the moment; a cheering + prospect, and one I had not anticipated. When I received the promise of + twenty men that they would carry out faithfully whatever I undertook on + their behalf, I expected them to stand by it.” + </p> + <p> + “I think you are unjust, Roland. No one has refused, and probably no + one will. If any one disobeys a command, then you can act as seems best to + you, but I wish you fully to realize the weakness of your status should it + come to drastic punishment.” + </p> + <p> + “Quite so, quite so,” said Roland curtly. He clasped his hands + behind his back, and without further words paced up and down along the + bank of the river, head bowed in thought. + </p> + <p> + Ebearhard was the next arrival, and he greeted Greusel cordially, then one + after another various members of the company came upon the scene. To the + new-comers Roland made no salutation, but continued his meditating walk. + </p> + <p> + At last the bell in the tower pealed forth nine slow, sonorous strokes, + and Roland raised his head, ceasing his perambulations. Greusel looked + anxiously at him as he came forward to the group, but his countenance gave + no indication whether or not he had determined to abandon the expedition. + </p> + <p> + “Are we all here?” asked Roland. + </p> + <p> + “No,” was the reply; “Kurzbold, Eiselbert, Rasselstein, + and Gensbein have not arrived yet.” + </p> + <p> + “Then we will wait for them a few moments longer,” said the + commander, with no trace of resentment at their unpunctuality, and from + this Greusel assumed that he not only intended to go on, but had taken to + heart the warning given him. Ebearhard and a comrade walked up the road + rapidly toward Frankfort, hoping for some sign of the laggards, and Roland + resumed his stroll beside the river. At last Ebearhard and his companion + returned, and the former approached Roland. + </p> + <p> + “I see nothing of those four,” he said. “What do you + propose to do?” + </p> + <p> + Roland smiled. + </p> + <p> + “I think sixteen good men, all of a mind, will accomplish quite as + much as twenty who are divided in purpose. I propose, therefore, to go on, + unless you consider the missing four necessary, in which case we can do + nothing but wait.” + </p> + <p> + “I am in favor of going forward,” said Ebearhard; then turning + to the rest, who had gathered themselves around their captain, he appealed + to them. All approved of immediate action. + </p> + <p> + “Do you intend to follow the river road, Captain?” asked + Ebearhard. + </p> + <p> + “Yes, for two or three leagues, but after that we strike across the + country.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well. We can proceed leisurely along the road, and our friends + may overtake us if they have any desire to do so.” + </p> + <p> + “Right!” said Roland. “Then let us set out.” + </p> + <p> + The seventeen walked without any company formation through the village, + then, approaching a wayside tavern, they were hailed by a loud shout from + the drinkers in front of it. Kurzbold was the spokesman for the party of + four, which he, with his comrades, made up. + </p> + <p> + “Come here and drink success to glory,” he shouted. “Where + have you lads been all the morning?” + </p> + <p> + “The rendezvous,” said Roland sternly, “was at the + Elector’s tower.” + </p> + <p> + “My rendezvous wasn’t. I have been here for more than an hour,” + said Kurzbold. “I told you last night that when I arrived at Hochst + I should be thirsty, and would try to mitigate the disadvantage at a + tavern.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” said Ebearhard, with a laugh, “we can all see you + have succeeded in removing the disadvantage.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, you mean I’m drunk, do you? I’ll fight any man who + says I’m drunk. It was a tremendous thirst caused by the dryness of + my throat from last night, and the dust on the Frankfort road this + morning. It takes a great deal of wine to overcome two thirsts. Come + along, lads, and drink to the success of the journey. No hard feeling. + Landlord, set out the wine here for seventeen people, and don’t + forget us four in addition.” + </p> + <p> + The whole company strolled in under the trees that fronted the tavern, + except Roland, who stood aloof. + </p> + <p> + “Here’s a salute to you, Captain,” cried Kurzbold. + “I drink wine with you.” + </p> + <p> + “Not till we return from a successful expedition,” said + Roland. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, nonsense!” hiccoughed Kurzbold. “Don’t think + that your office places you so high above us that it is <i>infra dig</i>. + to drink with your comrades.” + </p> + <p> + To this diatribe Roland made no reply, and the sixteen, seeing the + attitude of their leader, hesitated to raise flagon to lip. The diplomatic + Ebearhard seized a measure of wine and approached Roland. + </p> + <p> + “Drink with us, Commander,” he said aloud; and then in a + whisper, “Greusel and I think you should.” + </p> + <p> + “Thank you, comrade,” said Roland, taking the flagon from him. + “And now, brethren, I give you a toast.” + </p> + <p> + “Good, good, good!” cried Kurzbold, with drunken hilarity. + “Here’s to the success of the expedition. That’s the + toast, I make no doubt, eh, Captain?” + </p> + <p> + “The sentiment is included in the toast I shall offer you. Drink to + the health of Joseph Greusel, whom I have this morning appointed my + lieutenant. If we all conduct ourselves as honorably and capably as he, + our project is bound to prosper.” + </p> + <p> + Greusel, who was seated at a table, allowed his head to sink into his + hands. Here was his advice scouted, and a direct challenge flung in the + face of the company. He believed now that, after all, Roland had resolved + to return to Frankfort, money or no money. If he intended to proceed to + the Rhine, then even worse might happen, for it was plain he was bent on + rule or ruin. Instantly the challenge was accepted. Kurzbold stood up, + swaying uncertainly, compelled to maintain his upright position by + grasping the top of the table at which he had been seated. + </p> + <p> + “Stop there, stop there!” he cried. “No man drinks to + that toast just yet. Patience, patience! all things in their order. If we + claim the power to elect our captain, by the cock-crowned Cross of the old + bridge we have a right to name the lieutenant! This is a question for the + companionship to decide, and a usurpation on the part of Roland.” + </p> + <p> + “Sit down, you fool!” shouted Ebearhard savagely. “You’re + drunk. The Captain couldn’t have made a better selection. What say + you, comrades?” + </p> + <p> + A universal shout of “Aye!” greeted the question, and even + Kurzbold’s three comrades joined in it. + </p> + <p> + “And now, gentlemen, no more talk. Here’s to the health of the + new lieutenant, Joseph Greusel.” + </p> + <p> + The toast was drunk enthusiastically, all standing, with the exception of + Kurzbold, who came down in his seat with a thud. + </p> + <p> + “All right!” he cried, waving his hand. “All right; all + right! That’s what I said. Greusel’s good man, and now he’s + elected by the companionship, he’s all right. I drink to him. Drink + to anybody, I will!” + </p> + <p> + In groping round for the flagon, he upset it, and then roared loudly for + the landlord to supply him again. + </p> + <p> + “Now, comrades,” said Roland sharply, “fall in! We’ve + a long march ahead of us. Come, Greusel, we must lead the van, for I wish + to instruct you in your duties.” + </p> + <p> + It was rather a straggling procession that set out from Hochst. + </p> + <p> + “Perhaps,” began Roland, as he strode along beside Greusel, + “I should make some excuse for not following the advice you so + strenuously urged upon me this morning regarding the appointment of a + lieutenant. The truth is I wished to teach you a lesson, and could not + resist the temptation of proving that a crisis firmly and promptly met + disappears, whereas if you compromise with it there is a danger of being + overwhelmed.” + </p> + <p> + “I admit. Commander, that you were successful just now, and the + reason is that most of our brigade are sane and sober this morning. But + wait until to-night, when the wine passes round several times, and if you + try conclusions with them then you are likely to fail.” + </p> + <p> + “But the wine won’t pass round to-night.” + </p> + <p> + “How can you prevent it?” + </p> + <p> + “Wait, and you will see,” said Roland, with a laugh. + </p> + <p> + By this time they arrived at a fork in the road, one section going + southwest and the other straight west. The left branch was infinitely the + better thoroughfare, for the most part following the Main until it reached + the Rhine. Roland, however, chose the right-hand road. + </p> + <p> + “I thought you were going along by the river,” said his + lieutenant. + </p> + <p> + “I have changed my mind,” replied Roland, without further + explanation. + </p> + <p> + At first Kurzbold determined to set the pace. He would show the company he + was not drunk, and tax them to follow him, but, his stout legs proving + unable to carry out this excellent resolution, he gradually fell to the + rear. As the sun rose higher, and grew hotter, the pace began to tell on + him, and he accepted without protest the support of two comrades who had + been drinking with him at Hochst. He retrograded into a condition of + pessimistic dejection as the enthusiasm of the wine evaporated. A little + later he wished to lie down by the roadside and allow a cruel and + unappreciative world to pass on its own way, but his comrades encouraged + him to further efforts, and in some manner they succeeded in dragging him + along at the tail of the procession. + </p> + <p> + As they approached the village of Zeilsheim, Roland requested his + lieutenant to inform the marchers that there would be no halt until <i>mittagessen</i>. + </p> + <p> + Zeilsheim is rather more than a league from Hochst, and Kurzbold allowed + himself to wake up sufficiently to maintain that the distance earned + another drink, but his supporters dragged him on with difficulty past + those houses which displayed a bush over the door. At the larger town of + Hofheim, five leagues from Frankfort, the same command was passed down the + ranks, and at this there was some grumbling, for the day had become very + hot, and the way was exceedingly trying, up hill and down dale. + </p> + <p> + Well set up as these city lads were, walking had never been their + accustomed exercise. The interesting Taunus mountains, which to-day + constitute an exercise ground full of delights to the pedestrian, forming, + as they do, practically a suburb of Frankfort, were at that time an + unexplored wilderness, whose forests were infested by roving brigands, + where no man ventured except at the risk of an untimely grave. The + mediæval townsman rarely trusted himself very far outside the city gates, + and our enterprising marauders, whom to outward view seemed stalwart + enough to stand great fatigue, proved so soft under the hot sun along the + shadeless road that by the time they reached Breckenheim, barely six + leagues from Frankfort, there was a mopping of brows and a general feeling + that the limit of endurance had been reached. + </p> + <p> + At Breckenheim Roland called a halt for midday refreshment, and he was + compelled to wait nearly half an hour until the last straggler of his + woebegone crew limped from the road on to the greensward in front of the + <i>Weinstaube</i> which had been selected for a feeding-place. Black bread + and a coarse kind of country cheese were the only provisions obtainable, + but of these eatables there was an ample supply, and, better than all to + the jaded wayfarers, wine in abundance, of good quality, too, for + Breckenheim stands little more than a league to the north of the + celebrated Hochheim. + </p> + <p> + The wanderers came in by ones and twos, and sank down upon the benches + before the tavern, or sprawled at full length on the short grass, where + Kurzbold and his three friends dropped promptly off into sleep. A more + dejected and amenable gang even Roland could not have wished to command. + Every ounce of fight, or even discussion, was gone from them. They cared + not where they were, or what any one said to them. Their sole desire was + to be let alone, and they took not the slightest interest even in the + preparing of their frugal meal. A mug of wine served to each mitigated the + general depression, although Kurzbold showed how far gone he was by + swearing dismally when roused even to drink the wine. He said he was + resolved to lead a temperate life in future, but nevertheless managed to + dispose of his allowance in one long, parched draught. + </p> + <p> + Greusel approached his chief. + </p> + <p> + “There will be some difficulty,” he said, “when this + meal has to be paid for. I find that the men are all practically + penniless.” + </p> + <p> + “Tell them they need anticipate no trouble about that,” + replied Roland. “I have settled the bill, and will see that they do + not starve or die of thirst before we reach the Rhine.” + </p> + <p> + “It is proposed,” continued Greusel, “that each man + should give all the money he possesses into a general fund to be dealt + with by a committee the men will appoint. What do you say to this?” + </p> + <p> + “There is nothing to say. I notice that the proposal was not made + until the proposers’ pouches were empty.” + </p> + <p> + “They know that some of us have money,” Greusel went on, + “myself, for instance, and they wish us to share as good comrades + should—at least, that is their phrase.” + </p> + <p> + “An admirable phrase, yet I don’t agree with it. How much + money have you, Greusel?” + </p> + <p> + “The thirty thalers are practically intact, and Ebearhard has about + the same.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, fifty thalers lie safe in my pouch, but not a coin goes into + the treasury of any committee the men may appoint. If they choose a + committee, let them finance it themselves.” + </p> + <p> + “There will be some dissatisfaction at that decision, Commander.” + </p> + <p> + “I dare say. Still, as you know, I am always ready to do anything + conducive to good feeling, so you may inform them that you and Ebearhard + and myself, that is, three of us, will contribute to the committee’s + funds an amount equal to that subscribed by the other eighteen. Such + lavishness on our part ought to satisfy them.” + </p> + <p> + “It won’t, Commander, because there’s not a single + kreuzer among the eighteen.” + </p> + <p> + “So be it. That’s as far as I am willing to go. Appeal to + their reasoning powers, Greusel. If each of the eighteen contributes one + thaler, we three will contribute six thalers apiece. Ask them whether they + do not think we are generous when we do six times more than any one of + them towards providing capital for a committee.” + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis not willingness they lack, Commander, but ability.” + </p> + <p> + “They are not logical, Joseph. They prate of comradeship, and when + it comes to an exercise of power they demand equality. How, then, can + they, with any sense of fairness, prove ungrateful to us when we offer to + bear six times the burden they are asked to shoulder?” + </p> + <p> + The lieutenant said no more, but departed to announce the decision to the + men, and either the commander’s reasoning overcame all opposition, + or else the company was too tired to engage in a controversy. + </p> + <p> + When the black bread and cheese were served, with a further supply of + wine, all sat up and ate heartily. The banquet ended, Greusel made an + announcement to the men. There would now be an hour’s rest, he said, + before taking to the road again. The meal and the wine had been paid for + by the commander, so no one need worry on that account, but if any man + wished more wine he must pay the shot himself. However, before the + afternoon’s march was begun flagons of wine would be served at the + commander’s expense. This information was received in silence, and + the men stretched themselves out on the grass to make the most of their + hour of rest. Roland strolled off alone to view the village. The + lieutenant and Ebearhard sat together at a table, conversing in low tones. + </p> + <p> + “Well,” said Ebearhard, “what do you think of it all?” + </p> + <p> + “I don’t know what to think,” replied Greusel. “If + the Barons of the Rhine could see us, and knew that we intended to attack + them, I imagine there would be a great roar of laughter.” + </p> + <p> + Ebearhard emulated the Barons, and laughed. He was a cheerful person. + </p> + <p> + “I don’t doubt it,” he said; “and talking of + prospects, what’s your opinion of the Commander?” + </p> + <p> + “I am quite adrift on that score also. This morning I endeavored to + give him some good advice. I asked him not to appoint me lieutenant, but + to choose Kurzbold or Gensbein from among the malcontents, for I thought + if responsibility were placed on their shoulders we should be favored with + less criticism.” + </p> + <p> + “A very good idea it seems to me,” remarked Ebearhard. + </p> + <p> + “Well, you saw how promptly he ignored it, yet after all there may + be more wisdom in that head of his than I suspected. Look you how he has + made a buffer of me. He gives no commands to the men himself, but merely + orders me to pass along the word for this or that. He appears determined + to have his own way, and yet not to bring about a personal conflict + between himself and his following.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you suppose that to be cowardice on his part?” + </p> + <p> + “No; he is not a coward. He doubtless intends that I shall stand the + brunt of any ill-temper on the part of the men. Should disobedience arise, + it will be my orders that are disobeyed, not his. If the matter is of no + importance one way or the other, I take it he will say nothing, but I + surmise that when it comes to the vital point, he will brush me aside as + though I were a feather, and himself confront the men regardless of + consequences. This morning I thought they would win in such a case, but, + by the iron Cross, I am not so confident now. Remember how he sprung my + appointment on the crowd, counting, I am sure, on your help. He said to + me, when we were alone by the tower, that you were the most fair-minded + man among the lot, and he evidently played on that, giving them not a + moment to think, and you backed him up. He carried his point, and since + then has not said a word to them, all orders going through me, but I know + he intended, as he told you, to take the river road, instead of which he + has led us over this hilly district until every man is ready to drop. He + is himself very sparing of wine, and is in fit condition. I understand he + has tramped both banks of the Rhine, from Ehrenfels to Bonn, so this walk + is nothing to him. At the end of it he was off for a stroll, and here are + these men lying above the sod like the dead underneath it.” + </p> + <p> + “I cannot make him out,” mused Ebearhard. “What has been + his training? He appears to be well educated, and yet in some common + matters is ignorant as a child, as, for instance, not knowing the + difference in status between a skilled artisan and a chaffering merchant! + What can have been his up-bringing? He is obviously not of the merchant + class, yet he persuades the chief of our merchants, and the most + conservative, to engage in this wild goose chase, and actually venture + money and goods in supporting him. This expedition will cost Herr Goebel + at least five thousand thalers, all because of the blandishments of a + youth who walked in from the street, unintroduced. Then he is not an + artisan of any sort, for when he joined us his hands were quite useless, + except upon the sword-hilt.” + </p> + <p> + “He said he was a fencing-master,” explained Greusel. + </p> + <p> + “I know he did, and yet when he was offered a fee to instruct us he + wouldn’t look at it. The first duty of a fencing-master, like the + rest of us, is to make money. Roland quite evidently scorns it, and at the + last instructs us for nothing. Fencing-masters don’t promote + freebooting expeditions, and, besides, a fencing-master is always urbane + and polite, cringing to every one. I have watched Roland closely at times, + trying to study him, and in doing so have caught momentary glimpses of + such contempt for us, that, by the good Lord above us, it made me shrivel + up. You know, Greusel, that youth has more of the qualities usually + attributed to a noble than those which go to the make-up of any tradesman.” + </p> + <p> + “He is a puzzle to me,” admitted Greusel, “and if this + excursion does not break up at the outset, I am not sure that it will be a + success.” + </p> + <p> + Noticing a look of alarm in Ebearhard’s eyes, Greusel cast a glance + over his shoulder, and saw Roland standing behind him. The young man said + quietly: + </p> + <p> + “It hasn’t broken up at the outset, for we are already more + than five leagues from Frankfort. Our foray must be a success while I have + two such wise advisers as I find sitting here.” + </p> + <p> + Neither of the men replied. Both were wondering how much their leader had + overheard. He took his place on the bench beside Ebearhard, and said to + him: + </p> + <p> + “I wish you to act as my second lieutenant. If anything happens to + me, Greusel takes my place and you take his. This, by the way, is an + appointment, rather than an election. It is not to be put before the + guild. You simply act as second lieutenant, and that is all there is about + it.” + </p> + <p> + “Very good, Commander,” said Ebearhard. + </p> + <p> + “Greusel, how much money have you?” + </p> + <p> + “Thirty thalers.” + </p> + <p> + “Economical man! Will you lend me the sum until we reach + Assmannshausen?” + </p> + <p> + “Certainly.” Greusel pulled forth his wallet, poured out the + gold, and Roland took charge of it. + </p> + <p> + “And you, Ebearhard? How are you off for funds?” + </p> + <p> + “I possess twenty-five thalers.” + </p> + <p> + “May I borrow from you as well?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, yes.” + </p> + <p> + “I was thinking,” continued the young man, as he put away the + gold, “that this committee idea of the men has merits of its own; + therefore I have formed myself into a committee, appointed, not elected, + and will make the disbursements. How much money does our company possess?” + </p> + <p> + “Not a stiver, so far as I can learn.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, in that case there is little use in my attempting a collection. + Now, as I was saying, Greusel, if anything happens to me, you carry on the + enterprise along the lines I have laid down. The first thing, of course, + is to reach Assmannshausen.” + </p> + <p> + “Nothing can happen to you before we arrive there,” hazarded + Greusel. + </p> + <p> + “I’m not so sure. The sun is very powerful to-day, and should + it beat me down, let me lie where I fall, and allow nothing to interrupt + the march. Once at Assmannshausen, you two must keep a sharp lookout up + the river. When you see the barge, gather your men and lead them up to it. + It is to await us about half a league above Assmannshausen.” + </p> + <p> + The three conversed until the hour was consumed, then Roland, throwing his + cloak over his arm, rose, and said to his lieutenant: + </p> + <p> + “Just rouse the men, if you please; and you, Ebearhard, tell the + landlord to give each a flagon of wine. We take the road to Wiesbaden. I + shall walk slowly on ahead, so that you and the company may overtake me.” + </p> + <p> + With this the young leader sauntered indifferently away, leaving to his + subordinates the ungracious task of setting tired men to their work again. + Greusel looked glum, but Ebearhard laughed. + </p> + <p> + Some distance to the east of Wiesbaden the leader deflected his company + from the road, and thus they passed Wiesbaden to the left, arriving at the + village of Sonnenberg. The straggling company made a halt for a short + time, while provisions were purchased, every man carrying his own share, + which was scantly sufficient for supper and breakfast, and a quantity of + wine was acquired to gratify each throat with about a liter and a half; + plenty for a reasonable thirst, but not enough for a carouse. + </p> + <p> + The company grumbled at being compelled to quit Sonnenberg. They had hoped + to spend the night at Wiesbaden, and vociferously proclaimed themselves + satisfied with the amount of country already traversed. Their leader said + nothing, but left Greusel and Ebearhard to deal with them. He paid for the + provisions and the wine, and then, with his cloak loosely over his arm, + struck out for the west, as if the declining sun were his goal. The rest + followed him slowly, in deep depression of spirits. They were in a wild + country, unknown to any of them. The hills had become higher and steeper, + and there was not even a beaten path to follow; but Roland, who apparently + knew his way, trudged steadily on in advance even of his lieutenants. A + bank of dark clouds had risen in the east, the heat of the day being + followed by a thunderstorm that growled menacingly above the Taunus + mountains, evidently accompanying a torrent of rain, although none fell in + the line of march. + </p> + <p> + The sun had set when the leader brought his company down into the valley + of the Walluf, about two and a half leagues from Sonnenberg. Here the men + found themselves in a wilderness through which ran a brawling stream. + Roland announced to them that this would be their camping place for the + night. At once there was an uproar of dissent. How were they to camp out + without tents? A heavy rain was impending. Listen to the thunder, and + taking warning from the swollen torrent. + </p> + <p> + “Wrap your cloaks around you,” said Roland, “and sleep + under the trees. I have often done it myself, and will repeat the + experience to-night. If you are not yet tired enough to ensure sound + slumber, I shall be delighted to lead you on for another few leagues.” + </p> + <p> + The men held a low-voiced, sullen consultation, gathered in a circle. They + speedily decided upon returning to Sonnenberg, which it was the unanimous + opinion of the company they should never have left. Townsmen all, who had + not in their lives spent a night without a roof over their heads, such + accommodation as their leader proposed they should endure seemed like + being cast away on a desert island. The mystery of the forest affrighted + them. For all they could tell the woods were full of wild animals, and + they knew that somewhere near lurked outlaws no less savage. The eighteen, + ignoring Greusel and Ebearhard, who stood on one side, watching their + deliberations with anxious faces, moved in a body upon their leader, who + sat on the bank of the torrent, his feet dangling down towards the foaming + water. + </p> + <p> + “We have resolved to return to Sonnenberg,” said the leader of + the conclave. + </p> + <p> + “An excellent resolution,” agreed Roland cheerfully. “It + is a pleasant village, and I have passed through it several times. By the + way, Wiesbaden, which is much larger, possesses the advantage to tired men + of being half a league nearer.” + </p> + <p> + The spokesman seemed taken aback by Roland’s nonchalant attitude. + </p> + <p> + “We do not know the road to Wiesbaden, and, indeed, are in some + doubt whether or no we can find our way to Sonnenberg with darkness coming + on.” + </p> + <p> + “Then if I were you, I shouldn’t attempt it. Why not eat your + supper, and drink your wine in this sheltering grove?” + </p> + <p> + “By that time it will be as dark as Erebus,” protested the + spokesman. + </p> + <p> + “Then remain here, as I suggested, for the night.” + </p> + <p> + “No; we are determined to reach Sonnenberg. A storm impends.” + </p> + <p> + “In that case, gentlemen, don’t let me detain you. The gloom + thickens as you spend your time in talk.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, that’s all very well, but when we reach Sonnenberg we + shall need money.” + </p> + <p> + “So you will.” + </p> + <p> + “And we intend to secure it.” + </p> + <p> + “Quite right.” + </p> + <p> + “We demand from you three thalers for each man.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, you want the money from me?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, we do.” + </p> + <p> + “That would absorb all the funds I possess.” + </p> + <p> + “No matter. We mean to have it.” + </p> + <p> + “You propose to take it from me by force?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, well, such being the case, perhaps it would be better for me to + yield willingly?” + </p> + <p> + “I think so.” + </p> + <p> + “I quite agree with you. There are eighteen of you, all armed with + swords, while I control but one blade.” + </p> + <p> + Saying this he unfastened his cloak, which he had put on in the gathering + chill of the evening, and untying from his belt a well-filled wallet, held + it up to their gaze. + </p> + <p> + “As this bag undisputedly belongs to me, I have a right to dispose + of it as I choose. I therefore give it to the brook, whose outcry is as + insistent as yours, and much more musical.” + </p> + <p> + “Stop, Roland, stop!” shouted Ebearhard, but the warning came + too late. The young man flung the bag into the torrent, where it + disappeared in a smother of foam. He rose to his feet and drew his sword. + </p> + <p> + “If you wish a fight now, it will be for the love of it, no filthy + lucre being at stake.” + </p> + <p> + “By Plutus, you are an accursed fool!” cried the spokesman, + making no further show of aggression now that nothing but steel was to be + gained by a contest. + </p> + <p> + “A fool; yes!” said Roland. “And therefore the better + qualified to lead all such. Now go to Sonnenberg, or go to Hades!” + </p> + <p> + The men did neither. They sat down under the trees, ate their supper, and + drank their wine. + </p> + <p> + “Will you dine with me?” said Roland, approaching his two + gloomy lieutenants, who stood silent at some distance from the circle + formed by the others. + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” said Greusel sullenly, “but I would have dined + with greater pleasure had you not proven the spokesman’s words true.” + </p> + <p> + “You mean about my being a fool? Oh, you yourself practically called + me that this morning. Come, let us sit down farther along the stream, + where they cannot overhear what we say.” + </p> + <p> + This being done, Roland continued cheerfully: + </p> + <p> + “I may explain to you that a week ago I had only a wallet of my own, + but before leaving on this journey I called upon my mother, and she + presented me with another bag. I foresaw during <i>mittagessen</i> that a + demand would be made upon us for money, therefore I borrowed all that you + two possessed. Walking on ahead, I prepared for what I knew must come, + filling the empty wallet with very small stones picked up along the road. + That wallet went into the stream. It is surprising how prone human nature + is to jump at conclusions. Why should any of you think that I am simpleton + enough to throw away good money? Dear, dear, what a world this is, to be + sure!” + </p> + <p> + Half an hour later all were lying down enveloped in their cloaks, sleeping + soundly because of their fatigue, despite being out of doors. Next morning + there was consternation in the camp, real or pretended. Roland was nowhere + to be found, nor did further search reveal his whereabouts. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0009" id="link2H_4_0009"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + VIII. THE MISSING LEADER AND THE MISSING GOLD + </h2> + <p> + Probably because of the new responsibility resting upon him, Joseph + Greusel was the first to awaken next morning. He let his long cloak fall + from his shoulders as he sat up, and gazed about him with astonishment. It + seemed as if some powerful wizard of the hills had spirited him away + during the night. He had gone to sleep in a place of terror. The thunder + rolled threateningly among the peaks of Taunus, and the reflection of the + lightning flash, almost incessant in its recurrence, had lit up the grove + with an unholy yellow glare. The never-ceasing roar of the foaming + torrent, which in the darkness gleamed with ghostly pallor, had somehow + got on his nerves. Under the momentary illumination of the lightning, the + waves appeared to leap up at him like a pack of hungry wolves, flecked + with froth, and the noise strove to emulate the distant thunder. The grove + itself was ominous in its gloom, and sinister shapes seemed to be moving + about among the trees. + </p> + <p> + How different was the aspect now! The sun was still beneath the eastern + horizon. The cloudless sky gave promise of another warm day, and the air, + of crystalline clearness, was inspiring to breathe. To Greusel’s + mind, tinged with religious feeling, the situation in which he found + himself seemed like a section of the Garden of Eden. The stream, which the + night before had been to his superstitious mind a thing of terror, was + this morning a placid, smiling, rippling brook that a man might without + effort leap across. + </p> + <p> + He rubbed his eyes in amazement, thinking the mists of sleep must be + responsible for this magic transformation, until he remembered the distant + thunderstorm of the night before among the eastern mountains, and surmised + that a heavy rainfall had deluged these speedily drained peaks and + valleys. + </p> + <p> + “What a blessed thing,” he said to himself fervently, “is + the ever-recurring morning. How it clears away the errors and the passions + of darkness! It is as if God desired to give man repeated opportunities of + reform, and of encouragement. How sane everything seems now, as compared + with the turbulence of the sulphurous night.” + </p> + <p> + As he rose he became aware of an unaccustomed weight by his side, and + putting down his hand was astonished to encounter a bag evidently filled + with coin. It had been tied by its deerskin thong to his belt, just as was + his own empty wallet. He sat down again, drew it round to the front of + him, and unfastened it. Pouring out the gold, he found that the wallet + contained a hundred and fifteen thalers, mostly in gold, with the addition + of a few silver coins. At once it occurred to him that these were Roland’s + sixty thalers, his own thirty, and Ebearhard’s twenty-five. For some + reason, probably fearing the men would suspect the ruse practiced on them + the night before, Roland had made him treasurer of the company. But why + should he have done it surreptitiously? + </p> + <p> + Readjusting the leathern sack, he again rose to his feet, but now cast his + cloak about him, thus concealing the purse. Ebearhard lay sound asleep + near him. Farther away the eighteen remaining members of the company were + huddled closely together, as if they had gone to rest in a room too small + for them, although the whole country was theirs from which to choose + sleeping quarters. + </p> + <p> + Remembering how the brook had decreased in size, and was now running clear + and pellucid, he feared that the bag of stones Roland had so dramatically + flung into it might be plainly visible. He determined to rouse his + commander, and seek the bag for some distance downstream; for he knew that + when the men awakened, all night-fear would have departed from them, and + seeing the shrinkage of the brook they might themselves institute a + search. + </p> + <p> + On looking round for Roland he saw no sign of him, but this caused little + disquietude, for he supposed that the leader had risen still earlier than + himself, wishing to stroll through the forest, or up and down the rivulet. + </p> + <p> + Greusel, with the purpose of finding the bag, and in the hope, also, of + encountering his chief, walked down the valley by the margin of the + waterway. Peering constantly into the limpid waters, he discovered no + trace of what he sought. Down and down the valley, which was wooded all + the way, he walked, and sometimes he was compelled to forsake his liquid + guide, and clamber through thickets to reach its border again. + </p> + <p> + At last he arrived at a little waterfall, and here occurred a break in the + woods, causing him to stand entranced by the view which presented itself. + Down the declivity the forest lasted for some distance, then it gave place + to ever-descending vineyards, with here and there a house showing among + the vines. At the foot of this hill ran a broad blue ribbon, which he knew + to be the Rhine, although he had never seen it before. Over it floated a + silvery gauze of rapidly disappearing mist. The western shore appeared to + be flat, and farther along the horizon was formed by hills, not so lofty + as that on which he stood, but beautiful against the blue sky, made to + seem nearer than they were by the first rays of the rising sun, which + tipped the summits with crimson. + </p> + <p> + Greusel drew a long breath of deep satisfaction. He had never before + realized that the world was so enchanting and so peaceful. It seemed + impossible that men privileged to live in such a land could find no better + occupation than cutting one another’s throats. + </p> + <p> + The gentle plash of the waterfall at his right hand accentuated the + stillness. From his height he glanced down into the broad, pellucid pool, + into whose depths the water fell, and there, perfectly visible, lay the + bag of bogus treasure. Cautiously he worked his way down to the gravelly + border of the little lake, flung off his clothes, and plunged head-first + into this Diana’s pool. It was a delicious experience, and he swam + round and round the circular basin, clambered up on the gravel and allowed + the stream to fall over his glistening shoulders, reveling in Nature’s + shower-bath. Satisfied at length, he indulged in another rainbow plunge, + grasped the bag, and rose again to the surface. Coming ashore, he + unloosened the swollen thongs, poured out the stones along the strand, + then, after a moment’s thought, he wrung the water out of the bag + itself, and tied it to his belt, for there was no predicting where the men + would wander when once they awoke, and if he threw it away among the + bushes, it might be found, breeding first wonder how it came there, and + then suspicion of the trick. + </p> + <p> + Greusel walked back to camp by the other bank of the stream. Although the + early rays of the sun percolated through the upper branches of the trees + above them, the eighteen prone men slept as if they were but seven. He + sprang over the brook, touched the recumbent Ebearhard with his foot, and + so awoke him. This excellent man yawned, and stretched out his arms above + his head. + </p> + <p> + “You’re an early bird, Greusel,” he said. “Have + you got the worm?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, I have,” replied the latter. “I found it in the + basin of a waterfall nearly a league from here,” and with that he + drew aside his cloak, showing the still wet but empty bag. + </p> + <p> + For a few moments Ebearhard did not understand. He rose and shook himself, + glancing about him. + </p> + <p> + “Great Jove!” he cried, “this surely isn’t the + stream by which we lay down last night? Do you mean to tell me that thread + of water struck terror into my heart only a few hours ago? I never slept + out of doors before in all my life, and could not have imagined it would + produce such an effect. I see what you mean now. You have found the bag + which Roland threw into the foaming torrent.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; I was as much astonished at the transformation as you when I + awoke, and then it occurred to me that when our friends saw the reduction + of the rivulet, they would forthwith begin a treasure-hunt, so I + determined to obliterate the evidence.” + </p> + <p> + “Was the bag really full of stones?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, yes.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, that is a lesson to me. I believe after all that Roland is + helplessly truthful, but last night I thought he befooled us. I was + certain it was the bag of coin he had thrown away, and becoming ashamed of + himself, had lied to us.” + </p> + <p> + “How could you imagine that? He showed us both the bag of money.” + </p> + <p> + “He produced a bag full of something, but I, being the doubting + Thomas of the group, was not convinced it contained money.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, that reminds me, Ebearhard; here is the bag we saw last night. + I discovered it attached to my belt this morning.” + </p> + <p> + “He attached it to the wrong belt, then, for you believed him. He + should have tied it to mine. What reason does he give for presenting it to + you?” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, now you touch a point of anxiety in my own mind. I have seen + nothing of Roland this morning. I surmised that he had arisen before me, + and expected to meet him somewhere down the stream, but have not done so.” + </p> + <p> + “He may have gone farther afield. As you found the bag, he of + course, missed it, and probably continued his search.” + </p> + <p> + “I doubt that, because I came upon a point of view reaching to the + Rhine and the hills beyond. I could trace the stream for a considerable + distance, and watched it for a long time, but there appeared to be nothing + alive in the forest.” + </p> + <p> + “You don’t suppose he has gone back to Frankfort, do you?” + </p> + <p> + “I am at loss what to think.” + </p> + <p> + “If he has abandoned this gang of malcontents, I should be the last + to blame him. The way these pigs acted yesterday was disgraceful, ending + up their day with rank mutiny and threats of violence. By the iron Cross, + Greusel, he has forsaken this misbegotten lot, and it serves them + perfectly right, prating about comradeship and carrying themselves like + cut-throats. This is Roland’s method of returning our money, for I + suppose that bag contains your thirty thalers and my twenty-five.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, and his own sixty as well. Poor disappointed devil, generous + to the last. It was he who obtained all the money at the beginning, then + these drunken swine spend it on wine, and prove so generous and brave that + eighteen of them muster courage enough to face one man, and he the man who + had bestowed the gold upon them.” + </p> + <p> + “Greusel, the whole situation fills me with disgust. I propose we + leave the lot sleeping there, go to Wiesbaden for breakfast, and then + trudge back to Frankfort. It would serve the brutes right.” + </p> + <p> + “No,” said Greusel quietly; “I shall carry out Roland’s + instructions.” + </p> + <p> + “I thought you hadn’t seen him this morning?” + </p> + <p> + “Not a trace of him. You heard his orders at Breckenheim.” + </p> + <p> + “I don’t remember. What were they?” + </p> + <p> + “That if anything happened to him, I was to drive the herd to + Assmannshausen. I quite agree with you, Ebearhard, that he is justified in + deserting this menagerie, but, on the other hand, you and I have stood + faithfully by him, and it doesn’t seem to me right that he should + leave us without a word. I don’t believe he has done so, and I + expect any moment to see him return.” + </p> + <p> + “You’re wrong, Greusel. He’s gone. That purse is + sufficient explanation, and as you recall to my mind his instructions, I + believe something of this must have suggested itself to him even that + early in the day. He has divested himself of every particle of money in + his possession, turning it over to you, but instead of returning to + Frankfort he has made his way over the hills to Assmannshausen, and will + await us there.” + </p> + <p> + “What would be the object of that?” + </p> + <p> + “One reason may be that he will learn whether or not you have enough + control over these people to bring them to the Rhine. He will satisfy + himself that your discipline is such as to improve their manners. It may + be in his mind to resign, and make you leader, if you prove yourself able + to control them.” + </p> + <p> + “Suppose I fail in that?” + </p> + <p> + “Well, then—this is all fancy, remember—I imagine he may + look round Assmannshausen to find another company who will at least obey + him.” + </p> + <p> + “What you say sounds very reasonable. Still, I do not see why he + should have left two friends like us without a word.” + </p> + <p> + “A word, my dear Greusel, would have led to another, and another, + and another. One of the first questions asked him would be ‘But what + are Ebearhard and I to do?’ That’s exactly what he doesn’t + wish to answer. He desires to know what you will do of your own accord. He + is likely rather hopeless about this mob, but is giving you an + opportunity, and then another chance. Why, his design is clear as that + rivulet there, and as easily seen through. You will either bring those men + across the hills, or you won’t. If you and I are compelled to + clamber over to Assmannshausen alone, Roland will probably be more pleased + to see us than if we brought this rogues’ contingent straggling at + our heels. He will appoint you chief officer of his new company, and me + the second. If you doubt my conclusions, I’ll wager twenty-five + thalers against your thirty that I am in the right.” + </p> + <p> + “I never gamble, Ebearhard, especially when certain to lose. You are + a shrewder man than I, by a long bowshot.” + </p> + <p> + In a work of fiction it would of course be concealed till the proper time + came that all of these men were completely wrong in their prognostications + regarding the fate of Roland, but this being history it may be stated that + the young man had not the least desire to test Greusel’s ability, + nor would his lieutenants find him awaiting them when they reached + Assmannshausen. + </p> + <p> + “Hello! Rouse up there! What have we for breakfast? Has all the wine + been drunk? I hope not. My mouth’s like a brick furnace!” + </p> + <p> + It was the brave Kurzbold who spoke, as he playfully kicked, not too + gently, those of his comrades who lay nearest him. He was answered by + groans and imprecations, as one by one the sleeping beauties aroused + themselves, and wondered where the deuce they were. + </p> + <p> + “Who has stolen the river?” cried Gensbein. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, stealing the river doesn’t matter,” said a third. + “It’s only running water. Who drank all the wine? That’s + a more serious question.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, whoever’s taken away the river, I can swear without + searching my pouch has made no theft from me, for I spent my last stiver + yesterday.” + </p> + <p> + “Don’t boast,” growled Kurzbold. “You’re not + alone in your poverty. We’re all in the same case. Curse that fool + of a Roland for throwing away good money just when it’s most needed.” + </p> + <p> + “Good money is always most needed,” exclaimed the philosophic + Gensbein. + </p> + <p> + He rose and shook himself, then looked down at the beautiful but + unimportant rivulet. + </p> + <p> + “I say, lads, were we as drunk as all that last night? Was there an + impassable torrent here or not?” + </p> + <p> + “How could we be drunk, you fool, on little more than a liter of + wine each,” cried Kurzbold. + </p> + <p> + “Please be more civil in your talk,” returned his friend. + “You were drunk all day. The liter and a half was a mere nightcap. + If you are certain there was a torrent, then I must have been in the same + condition as yourself.” + </p> + <p> + The spokesman of the previous night, who had been chided for not springing + on Roland before he succeeded in doing away with the treasure, here + uttered a shout. + </p> + <p> + “This water,” he said, “is clear as air. You can see + every pebble at the bottom. Get to work, you sleepyheads, and search down + the stream. We’ll recover that bag yet, and then it’s back to + Sonnenberg for breakfast. Whoever finds it, finds it for the guild; a fair + and equal division amongst us. That is, amongst the eighteen of us. I + propose that Roland, Greusel, and Ebearhard do not share. They were all in + the plot to rob us.” + </p> + <p> + “Agreed!” cried the others, and the treasure-hunt impetuously + began. + </p> + <p> + Greusel and Ebearhard watched them disappear through the forest down the + stream. + </p> + <p> + “Greusel,” said Ebearhard, “what a deplorable passion is + the frantic quest for money in these days, especially money that we have + not earned. Our excited treasure-hunters do not realize that at such a + moment in the early morning the only subject worth consideration is + breakfast. Being unsparing and prodigal last night, it would take a small + miracle of the fishes to suffice them to-day. There is barely enough for + two hungry men, and as we are rid of these chaps for half an hour at + least, I propose we sit down to our first meal.” + </p> + <p> + Greusel made no comment upon this remark, but the advice commended itself + to him, for he followed it. + </p> + <p> + Some time after they had finished breakfast, the unsuccessful company + returned by twos and threes. Apparently they had not wandered so far as + the waterfall, for no one said anything of the amazing view of the Rhine. + Indeed, it was plain that they considered themselves involved in a + boundless wilderness, and were too perplexed to suggest a way out. After a + storm of malediction over the breakfastless state of things, and a good + deal of quarreling among themselves anent who had been most greedy the + night before, they now turned their attention to the silent men who were + watching them. + </p> + <p> + “Where’s Roland?” they demanded. + </p> + <p> + “I don’t know,” replied Greusel. + </p> + <p> + “Didn’t he tell you where he was going?” + </p> + <p> + “We have not seen him this morning,” explained Ebearhard + gently. “He seems to have disappeared in the night. Perhaps he fell + into the stream. Perhaps, on the other hand, he has deliberately deserted + us. He gave us no hint of his intentions last night, and we are as + ignorant as yourselves regarding his whereabouts.” + </p> + <p> + “This is outrageous!” cried Kurzbold. “It is the duty of + a leader to provide for his following.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; if the following follows.” + </p> + <p> + “We have followed,” said Kurzbold indignantly, “and have + been led into this desert, not in the least knowing where in Heaven’s + name we are. And now to be left like this, breakfastless, thirsty—” + Here Kurzbold’s language failed him, and he drew the back of his + hand across parched lips. + </p> + <p> + “When you remember, gentlemen,” continued Ebearhard, in + accents of honey, “that your last dealings with your leader took + place with eighteen swords drawn; when you recollect that you expressed + your determination to rob him, and when you call to mind that you brave + eighteen threatened him with personal violence if he resisted this + brigandage on your part, I cannot understand why you should be surprised + at his withdrawal from your fellowship.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, you always were a glib talker, but the question now is what are + we to do?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, and that is a question for you to decide,” said + Ebearhard. “When you mutinied last night, you practically deposed + Roland from the leadership. To my mind, he had no further obligations + towards you, so, having roughly taken the power into your own hands, it is + for you to deal with it as you think best. I should never so far forget + myself as to venture even a suggestion.” + </p> + <p> + “As I hinted to you,” said Kurzbold, “you are talking + too much. You are merely one of ourselves, although you have kept yourself + separate from us. Greusel has been appointed lieutenant by our unanimous + vote, and if his chief proves a poltroon, he is the man to act. Therefore, + Joseph Greusel, I ask on behalf of the company what you intend to do?” + </p> + <p> + “Before I can answer that question,” replied Greusel, “I + must know whether or not you will act as you did yesterday?” + </p> + <p> + “What do you mean by that?” Several, speaking together, put + the question. + </p> + <p> + “I wish to know whether you will follow cheerfully and without demur + where I lead? I refuse to act as guide if I run the risk of finding + eighteen sword-points at my throat when I have done my best.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, you talk like a fool,” commented Kurzbold. “We + followed Roland faithfully enough until he brought us into this impasse. + You make entirely too much of last night’s episode. None of us + intended to hurt him, as you are very well aware, and besides, we don’t + want a leader who is frightened, and runs away at the first sign of + danger.” + </p> + <p> + “Make up your minds what you propose to do,” said Greusel + stubbornly, “and give me your decision; then you will receive mine.” + </p> + <p> + Greusel saw that although Kurzbold talked like the bully he was, the + others were rather subdued, and no voice but his was raised in defense of + their previous conduct. + </p> + <p> + “There is one thing you must tell us before we can come to a + decision,” went on Kurzbold. “How much money have you and + Ebearhard?” + </p> + <p> + “At midday yesterday I had thirty thalers, and Ebearhard had + twenty-five. While you were all sleeping on the grass, after our meal at + Breckenheim, Roland asked us for the money.” + </p> + <p> + “You surely were not such idiots as to give it to him?” + </p> + <p> + “He was our commander, and we both considered it right to do what he + asked of us.” + </p> + <p> + “He said,” put in Ebearhard, “that your suggestion about + a finance committee was a good one, and that he had determined to be that + committee. He asked us if any of you had money, but I told him I thought + it was all spent, which probably accounts for his restricting the + application to us two.” + </p> + <p> + “Then we are here in an unknown wilderness, twenty men, hungry, and + without a florin amongst us,” wailed Kurzbold, and the comments of + those behind him were painful to hear. + </p> + <p> + “I am glad that at last you thoroughly appreciate our situation, and + I hope that in addition you realize it has been brought about not through + any fault of Roland’s, who gave in to your whims and childishness + until you came to the point of murder and robbery. Therefore blame + yourselves and not him. You now know as much of our position as I do, so + make up your minds about the next step, and inform me what conclusion you + come to.” + </p> + <p> + “You’re a mighty courageous leader,” cried Kurzbold + scornfully, and with this the hungry ones retired some distance into the + grove, from whence echoes of an angry debate came to the two men who sat + by the margin of the stream. After a time they strode forward again. Once + more Kurzbold was the spokesman. + </p> + <p> + “We have determined to return to Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Very good.” + </p> + <p> + “I suppose you remember enough of the way to lead us at least as far + as Wiesbaden. Beyond that point we can look to ourselves.” + </p> + <p> + “I should be delighted,” said Greusel, “to be your + guide, but unfortunately I am traveling in the other direction with + Ebearhard.” + </p> + <p> + “Why, in the name of starvation?” roared Kurzbold. “You + know no more of the country ahead of us than we do. By going back we can + get something to eat, and a drink, at one of the farmhouses we passed this + side of Sonnenberg.” + </p> + <p> + “How?” inquired Greusel. + </p> + <p> + “Why, if they ask for payment we will give them iron instead of + silver. No man need starve with a sword by his side.” + </p> + <p> + “Granted that this is feasible, and that the farmers yield instead + of raising the country-side against you, when you reach Frankfort what are + you going to do? Eat and drink with the landlord of the Rheingold until he + becomes bankrupt? You must remember that it was Roland who liquidated our + last debt there, without asking or receiving a word of thanks, and he did + that not a moment too soon, for the landlord was at the end of his + resources and would have closed his tavern within another week.” + </p> + <p> + Kurzbold stormed at this harping on the subject of Roland and his + generosity, but those with him were hungry, and they now remembered, too + late, that what Greusel said was strictly true. If Roland had put in an + appearance then, he would have found a most docile company to lead. They + were actually murmuring against Kurzbold, and blaming him and his clan for + the disaster that had overtaken them. + </p> + <p> + “Why will you not come back with us?” pleaded the penitents, + with surprising mildness. + </p> + <p> + “Because the future in Frankfort strikes me as hopeless. Not one + amongst us has the brains of Roland, whom we have thrown out. Besides, it + is nine and a half long leagues to Frankfort, and only three and a half + leagues to Assmannshausen. I expect to find Roland there, and although I + know nothing of his intentions, I imagine he has gone to enlist a company + of a score or thereabouts that will obey his commands. There is some hope + by going forward to Assmannshausen; there is absolutely none in retreating + to Frankfort. Then, as I said, Assmannshausen is little more than three + leagues away; a fact worth consideration by hungry men. On the Rhine we + are in the rich wine country, where there is plenty to eat and drink, + probably for the asking, whereas if we turn our faces towards the east we + are marching upon starvation.” + </p> + <p> + The buzz of comment aroused by this speech proved to the two men that + Kurzbold stood once more alone. Greusel, without seeming to care which way + the cat jumped, had induced that unreasoning animal to leap as he liked. + His air of supreme indifference aroused Ebearhard’s admiration, + especially when he remembered that under his cloak there rested a hundred + and fifteen thalers in gold and silver. + </p> + <p> + “But you know nothing of the way,” protested Kurzbold. “None + of us are acquainted with the country to the west.” + </p> + <p> + “We don’t need to be acquainted with it,” said Greusel. + “We steer westward by glancing at the sun now and then, and cannot + go astray, because we must come to the Rhine; then it’s either up or + down the river, as the case may be, to reach Assmannshausen.” + </p> + <p> + “To the Rhine! To the Rhine!” was now the universal cry. + </p> + <p> + “Before we begin our journey,” said Greusel, as if he accepted + the leadership with reluctance, “I must have your promise that you + will obey me without question. I am not so patient a man as Roland, but on + my part I guarantee you an excellent meal and good wine as soon as we + reach Assmannshausen.” + </p> + <p> + “How can you promise that,” growled Kurzbold, “when you + have given away your money?” + </p> + <p> + “Because, as I told you, I expect to meet Roland there.” + </p> + <p> + “But he threw away his bag.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; I told him it was a foolish thing to do, and perhaps that is + why he left without saying a word, even to me. He is an ingenious man. + Assmannshausen is familiar to him, and I dare say he would not have + discarded his money without knowing where to get more.” + </p> + <p> + “To the Rhine! To the Rhine! To the Rhine!” cried the + impatient host, gathering up their cloaks, and tightening their belts, as + the savage does when he is hungry. + </p> + <p> + “To the Rhine, then,” said Greusel, springing across the + little stream in company with Ebearhard. + </p> + <p> + “You did that very well, Greusel,” complimented the latter. + </p> + <p> + “I would rather have gone alone with you,” replied the new + leader, “for I have condemned myself to wear this heavy cloak, which + is all very well to sleep in, but burdensome under a hot sun.” + </p> + <p> + “The sun won’t be so oppressive,” predicted his friend, + “while we keep to the forest.” + </p> + <p> + “That is very true, but remember we are somewhere in the Rheingau, + and that we must come out into the vineyards by and by.” + </p> + <p> + “Don’t grumble, Greusel, but hold up your head as a great + diplomatist. Roland himself could not have managed these chaps so well, + you flaunting hypocrite, the only capitalist amongst us, yet talking as if + you were a monk sworn to eternal poverty.” + </p> + <p> + Greusel changed the subject. + </p> + <p> + “Do you notice,” he said, “that we are following some + sort of path, which we must have trodden last evening, without seeing it + in the dusk.” + </p> + <p> + “I imagine,” said Ebearhard, “that Roland knew very well + where he was going. He strode along ahead of us as if sure of his ground. + I don’t doubt but this will lead us to Assmannshausen.” + </p> + <p> + Which, it may be remarked, it did not. The path was little more than a + trail, which a sharp-eyed man might follow, and it led up-hill and down + dale direct to the Archbishop’s Castle of Ehrenfels. + </p> + <p> + The forest lasted for a distance that the men in front estimated to be + about two leagues, then they emerged into open country, and saw the + welcome vines growing. Climbing out of the valley, they observed to the + right, near the top of a hill, a small hamlet, which had the effect of + instantaneously raising the spirits of the woebegone company. + </p> + <p> + “Hooray for breakfast!” they shouted, and had it not been for + their own fatigue, and the steepness of the hill, they would have broken + into a run. + </p> + <p> + “Halt!” cried Greusel sternly, standing before and above them. + At once they obeyed the word of command, which caused Ebearhard to smile. + </p> + <p> + “You will climb to the top of this hill,” said Greusel, + “and there rest under command of my lieutenant, Ebearhard. As we now + emerge into civilization, I warn you that if we are to obtain breakfast it + must be by persuasion, and not by force. Therefore, while you wait on the + hilltop, I shall go alone into the houses on the right, and see what can + be done towards providing a meal for eighteen men. Ebearhard and I will + fast until we reach Assmannshausen. On the other hand, you should be + prepared for disappointment; loaves of bread are not to be picked up on + the point of a sword. If I return and order you to march on unfed, you + must do so as cheerfully as you can.” + </p> + <p> + This ultimatum called forth not a word of opposition, and Ebearhard led + the van while Greusel deflected up the hill to his right, the sooner to + reach the village. + </p> + <p> + He learned that the name of the place was Anton-Kap; that the route he had + been following would take him to Ehrenfels, and that he must adopt a + reasonably rough mountain-road to the right in order to reach + Assmannshausen. + </p> + <p> + By somewhat straining the resources of the place, which proved to possess + no inn, he collected bread enough for the eighteen, and there was no + dearth of wine, although it proved a coarse drink that reflected little + credit on the reputation of the Rheingau. He paid for this meal in + advance, saying that they were all in a hurry to reach Assmannshausen, and + wished to leave as soon as the frugal breakfast was consumed. + </p> + <p> + Mounting a small elevation to the west of the village, he signaled to the + patient men to come on, which they lost no time in doing. The bread was + eaten and the wine drunk without a word being said by any one. And now + they took their way down the hill again, crossed the little Geisenheim + stream, and up once more, traversing a high table-land giving them a view + of the Rhine, finally descending through another valley, which led them + into Assmannshausen, celebrated for its red wine, a color they had not yet + met with. + </p> + <p> + Assmannshausen proved to be a city as compared with the hamlets they had + passed, yet was small enough to make a thorough search of the place a + matter that consumed neither much effort nor time. Greusel led his men to + a <i>Weinstaube</i> a short distance out of the village, and, to their + delight, succeeded in establishing a credit for them to the extent of one + liter of wine each, with a substantial meal of meat, eggs, and what-not. + Greusel and Ebearhard left them there in the height of great enjoyment, + all the more delightful after the hunger and fatigue they had encountered, + for the three and a half leagues had proved almost without a single + stretch of level land. The two officers inquired for Roland, without + success, at the various houses of entertainment which Assmannshausen + boasted, then canvassed every home in the village, but no one had seen + anything of the man they described. + </p> + <p> + Coming out to the river front, deeply discouraged, the two gazed across + the empty water, from which all enlivening traffic had departed. It was + now evident to both that Roland had not entered Assmannshausen, for in so + small and gossipy a hamlet no stranger could even have passed through + without being observed. + </p> + <p> + “Well, Joseph,” asked Ebearhard, “what do you intend to + do?” + </p> + <p> + “There is nothing to do but to wait until our money is gone. It is + absolutely certain that Roland is not here. Can it be possible that after + all he returned?” + </p> + <p> + “How could he have done so? We know him to have been without money; + therefore why to Frankfort, even if such a trip were possible for a + penniless man?” + </p> + <p> + “I am sorry now,” said Greusel despondently, “that I did + not follow a suggestion that occurred to me, which was to take the men + direct down the valley where we encamped, to the banks of the Rhine, and + there make inquiries.” + </p> + <p> + “You think he went that way?” + </p> + <p> + “I did, until you persuaded me out of it.” + </p> + <p> + “Again I ask what could be his object?” + </p> + <p> + “It seems to me that this mutiny made a greater impression on his + mind than I had supposed. After all, he is not one of us, and never has + been. You yourself pointed that out when we were talking of him at + Breckenheim. If you caught glances of contempt for us while we were all + one jolly family in the Kaiser cellar, what must be his loathing for the + guild after such a day as yesterday?” + </p> + <p> + “That’s true. You must travel with a man before you learn his + real character.” + </p> + <p> + “Meaning Roland?” + </p> + <p> + “Meaning this crew, guzzling up at the tavern. Meaning you, meaning + me; yes, and meaning Roland also. I never knew until yesterday and to-day + what a capable fellow you were, and when I remember that I nominated + Kurzbold for our leader before Roland appeared on the scene, I am amazed + at my lack of judgment of men. As for Roland himself, my opinion of him + has fallen. Nothing could have persuaded me that he would desert us all + without a word of explanation, no matter what happened. My predictions + regarding his conduct are evidently wrong. What do you think has actually + occurred?” + </p> + <p> + “It’s my opinion that the more he thought over the mutiny, the + angrier he became; a cold, stubborn anger, not vocal at all, as Kurzbold’s + would be. I think that after fastening the money to my belt he went down + the valley to the Rhine. He knows the country, you must remember. He would + then either wait there until the barge appeared, or more likely would + proceed up along the margin of the river, and hail the boat when it came + in sight. The captain would recognize him, and turn in, and we know the + captain is under his command. At this moment they are doubtless poling + slowly up the Rhine to the Main again, and will thus reach Frankfort. Herr + Goebel has confidence in Roland, otherwise he would never have risked so + much on his bare word. He will confess to his financier that he has been + mistaken in us, and doubtless tell him all that happened, and the merchant + will appreciate that, even though he has lost his five hundred thalers, + Roland would not permit him to lose his goods as well.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you suppose Roland will enlist another company?” + </p> + <p> + “It is very likely, for Herr Goebel trusts him, and, goodness knows, + there are enough unemployed men in Frankfort for Roland to select a better + score than we have proved to be.” + </p> + <p> + It was quite certain that Roland was not in Assmannshausen, yet Greusel + was a prophet as false as Ebearhard. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0010" id="link2H_4_0010"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + IX. A SOLEMN PROPOSAL OF MARRIAGE + </h2> + <p> + When Roland wrapped his cloak about him, and lay down on the sward at some + distance from the spot where his officers already slept, he found that he + could not follow their example. Although, he had remained outwardly calm + when the attack was made upon him, his mind was greatly perturbed over the + outlook. He reviewed his own conduct, wondering whether it would be + possible for him so to amend it that he could acquire the respect and + maintain the obedience of his men. If he could not accomplish this, then + was his plan foredoomed to failure. His cogitations drove away sleep, and + he called to mind the last occasion on which he made this same spot his + bedroom. Then he had slumbered dreamlessly the night through. He was on + the direct trail between Ehrenfels Castle and the town of Wiesbaden, the + route over which supplies had been carried to the Castle time and again + when the periodical barges from Mayence failed to arrive. It had been + pointed out to him by the custodian of the Castle when the young man first + became irked by the confined limits of the Schloss, and frequently since + that time he had made his way through the forest to Wiesbaden and back. + </p> + <p> + Never before had he seen the little Walluf so boisterous, pretending that + it was important, and he quite rightly surmised that the cause was a + sudden downpour in the mountains farther east. The distant mutterings of + thunder having long since ceased, he recognized that the volume of the + stream was constantly lessening. As the brook gradually subsided to its + customary level, the forest became more and more silent. The greater his + endeavor to sleep, the less dormant Roland felt, and all his senses seemed + unduly quickened by this ineffectual beckoning to somnolence. He judged by + the position of the stars, as he lay on his back, that it was past + midnight, when suddenly he became aware of a noise to the west of him, on + the other side of the brook. Sitting up, and listening intently, he + suspected, from the rustle of the underbrush, that some one was following + the trail, and would presently come upon his sleeping men. + </p> + <p> + He rose stealthily, unsheathed his sword, leaped across the rivulet, and + proceeded with caution up the acclivity, keeping on the trail as best he + could in the darkness. He was determined to learn the business of the + wayfarer, without disturbing his men, so crept rapidly up the hill. + Presently he saw the glimmer of a light, and conjectured that some one was + coming impetuously down, guided by a lanthorn swinging in his hand. Roland + stood on guard with sword extended straight in front of him, and the + oncomer’s breast was almost at the point of it when he hauled + himself up with a sudden cry of dismay, as the lanthorn revealed an armed + man holding the path. + </p> + <p> + “I have no money,” were the first words of the stranger. + </p> + <p> + “Little matter for that,” replied Roland. “‘Tis + information I wish, not gear. Why are you speeding through the forest at + night, for no sane man traverses this path in the darkness?” + </p> + <p> + “I could not wait for daylight,” said the stranger, breathing + heavily. “I carry a message of the greatest importance. Do not delay + me, I beg of you. I travel on affairs of State; Imperial matters, and it + is necessary I should reach Frankfort in time, or heads may fall.” + </p> + <p> + “So serious as that?” asked Roland, lowering the point of his + sword, for he saw the messenger was unarmed. “Whom do you seek?” + </p> + <p> + “That I dare not tell you. The message concerns those of the + highest, and I am pledged to secrecy. Be assured, sir, that I speak the + truth.” + </p> + <p> + “Your voice sounds honest. Hold up the lanthorn at arm’s + length, that I may learn if your face corresponds with it. Ha, that is + most satisfactory! And now, my hurrying youth, will you reveal your + mission, or shall I be compelled to run my sword through your body?” + </p> + <p> + “You would not learn it even then,” gasped the young man, + shrinking still farther up the hill. + </p> + <p> + Roland laughed. + </p> + <p> + “That is true enough,” he said, “therefore shall I not + impale you, but will instead relate to you the secret you carry. You are + making not for Frankfort—” + </p> + <p> + “I assure you, sir, by the sacred Word, that I am, and grieve my + oath does not allow me to do your bidding, even though you would kill me, + which is easily done, since I am unarmed.” + </p> + <p> + “You pass through Frankfort, I doubt not, but your goal is a certain + small room in the neighboring suburb of Sachsenhausen, and he whom you + seek is a youth of about your own age, named Roland. You travel on the + behest of your father, who was much agonized in mind when you left him, + and he, I take it, is custodian of Ehrenfels Castle.” + </p> + <p> + “In God’s name!” cried the youth, aghast, “how did + you guess all that?” + </p> + <p> + Again Roland laughed quietly. + </p> + <p> + “Why, Heinrich,” he said, “your agitation causes you to + forget old friends. Hold up your lanthorn again, and learn whether or not + you recognize me, as I recognized you.” + </p> + <p> + “Heaven be praised! Prince Roland!” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; your journey is at an end, my good Heinrich, thank the fortune + that kept me awake this night. Do you know why you are sent on this long + and breathless journey?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, Highness. There has come to the Castle from the Archbishop of + Mayence a lengthy document for you to sign, and you are informed that the + day after to-morrow their Lordships of Mayence, Treves, and Cologne, meet + together at the Castle to hold some conversation with you.” + </p> + <p> + “By my sword, then, Heinrich, had you found me in Sachsenhausen we + had never attained Ehrenfels in time.” + </p> + <p> + “I think I could have accomplished it,” replied the young man. + “I should have reached Wiesbaden before daybreak, and there bought + the fastest horse that could be found. My father told me to time myself, + and if by securing another horse at Frankfort for you I could not make the + return journey speedily enough, I was to engage a boat with twenty rowers, + if necessary, and convey you to Ehrenfels before the Archbishops arrived.” + </p> + <p> + “Then, Heinrich, you must have deluded me when you said you had no + money.” + </p> + <p> + “No, Highness, I have none, but I carry an order for plenty upon a + merchant in Wiesbaden, who would also supply me with a horse.” + </p> + <p> + “Heinrich, there are many stars burning above us to-night, and I + have been watching them, but your star must be blazing the brightest of + all. Sit you down and rest until I return. Make no noise, for there are + twenty others asleep by the stream. My cloak is at the bottom of the hill, + and I must fetch it. I shall be with you shortly, so keep your candle + alight, that I may not miss you.” + </p> + <p> + With that Roland returned rapidly down the slope, untying his bag of money + as he descended. Cautiously he fastened it to the belt of Greusel, then, + snatching his cloak from the ground, he sprang once more across the + stream, and climbed to the waiting Heinrich. + </p> + <p> + It was broad daylight before they saw the towers of Ehrenfels, and they + found little difficulty in rousing Heinrich’s father, for he had + slept as badly that night as Roland himself. + </p> + <p> + The caretaker flung his arms around the young prisoner. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, thank God, thank God!” was all he could cry, and “Thank + God!” again he repeated. “Never before have I felt my head so + insecure upon my shoulders. Had you not been here when they came, + Highness, their Lordships would have listened to no explanation.” + </p> + <p> + “Really you were in little danger with such a clever son. The + Archbishops would never have suspected that he was not I, for none of the + three has ever seen me. I am quite sure Heinrich would have effected my + signature excellently, and answered to their satisfaction all questions + they might ask. So long as he complied with their wishes, there would be + no inquiries set afoot, for none would suspect the change. Indeed, + custodian, you have missed the opportunity of your life in not suppressing + me, thus allowing your son to be elected Emperor.” + </p> + <p> + “Your Highness forgets that my poor boy cannot write his own name, + much less yours. Besides, it would be a matter of high treason to forge + your signature, so again I thank God you are here. Indeed, your Highness, + I am in great trouble about my son.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, the danger is not so serious as you think.” + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis not the danger, Highness. That it is his duty to face, + but he takes advantage of his position as prisoner. He knows I dare refuse + him nothing, and he calls for wine, wine, wine, spending his days in + revelry and his nights in stupor.” + </p> + <p> + “You astonish me. Why not cudgel the nonsense out of him? Your arm + is strong enough.” + </p> + <p> + “I dare not lay stick on him, and I beg you to breathe nothing of + what I have told you, for he holds us both in his grasp, and he knows it. + If I called for help to put him in a real dungeon, he would blurt out the + whole secret.” + </p> + <p> + “In that case you must even make terms with him. ‘Twill be for + but a very short time, and after that we will reform him. He was + frightened enough of my sword in the forest, and I shall make him dance to + its point once this crisis is over.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall do the best I can, Highness. But you must have been on your + way to Ehrenfels. Had you heard aught of what is afoot?” + </p> + <p> + “Nothing. ‘Twas mere chance that Heinrich and I met in the + forest, and he was within a jot of impinging himself upon my sword in his + hurry. I stood in the darkness, while he himself held a light for the + better convenience of any chance marauder who wished to undo him.” + </p> + <p> + “Unarmed, and without money,” said the custodian, “I + thought he was safer than otherwise. But you are surely hungry, Highness. + Advance then within, and I will see to your needs.” + </p> + <p> + So presently the errant Prince consumed an excellent, if early breakfast, + and, without troubling to undress, flung himself upon a couch, sleeping + dreamlessly through the time that Greusel and Ebearhard were conjuring up + motives for him, of which he was entirely innocent. + </p> + <p> + When Roland woke in the afternoon, he had quite forgotten that a score of + men who, nominally, at least, acknowledged him master, were wondering what + had become of him. He called the custodian, and asked for a sight of the + parchments that his Lordship of Mayence had sent across the river for his + perusal. He found the documents to be a very carefully written series of + demands disguised under the form of requests. + </p> + <p> + The pledges which were asked of the young Prince were beautifully + engrossed on three parchments, each one a duplicate of the other two. If + Roland accepted them, they were to be signed next day, in presence of the + three Archbishops. Two certainties were impressed upon him when he had + read the scroll: first, the Archbishops were determined to rule; and + second, if he did not promise to obey they would elect some other than + himself Emperor on the death or deposition of his father. The young man + resolved to be acquiescent and allow the future to settle the question + whether he or the Archbishops should be the head of the Empire. A strange + exultation filled him at the prospect, and all thought of other things + vanished from his mind. + </p> + <p> + Leaving the parchments on the table in the knights’ hall, where he + had examined them, he mounted to the battlements to enjoy the fresh breeze + that, no matter how warm the day, blows round the towers of Ehrenfels. + Here a stone promenade, hung high above the Rhine, gave a wonderful view + up and down the river and along the opposite shore. From this elevated, + paved plateau he could see down the river the strongholds of Rheinstein + and Falkenberg, and up the river almost as far as Mayence. He judged by + the altitude of the sun that it was about four o’clock in the + afternoon. The sight of Rheinstein should have suggested to him his + deserted company, for that was the first castle he intended to attack, but + the prospect opened up to him by the communication of the Archbishops had + driven everything else from his mind. + </p> + <p> + Presently the cautious custodian joined him in his eyrie, and Roland knew + instinctively why he had come. The old man was wondering whether or not he + would make difficulties about signing the parchments. He feared the + heedless impetuosity and conceit of youth; the natural dislike on the part + of a proud young prince to be restricted and bound down by his elders, and + the jailer could not conceal his gratification when the prisoner informed + him that of course he would comply with the desires of the three prelates. + </p> + <p> + “You see,” he continued, with a smile, “I must attach my + signature to those instruments in order to make good my promises to you.” + </p> + <p> + He was interrupted by a cry of astonishment from his aged comrade. + </p> + <p> + “Will wonders never cease!” cried the old man. “Those + merchants in Frankfort must be irredeemable fools. Look you there, + Highness! Do you see that barge coming down the river, heavily laden, as I + am a sinner, for she lies low in the water. It is one of the largest of + the Frankfort boats, and those hopeful simpletons doubtless imagine they + can make their way through to Cologne with enough goods left to pay for + the journey. ‘Tis madness! Why, the knights of Rheinstein and + Falkenberg alone will loot them before they are out of our sight. If they + think to avoid those rovers by hugging our shore, their mistake will be + apparent before they have gone far.” + </p> + <p> + Roland gazed at the approaching craft, and instantly remembered that he + was responsible for its appearance on the Rhine. He recognized Herr Goebel’s + great barge, with its thick mast in the prow, on which no sail was hoisted + because the wind blew upstream. On recollecting his deserted men, he + wondered whether or not Greusel had brought them across the hills to + Assmannshausen. Had they yet discovered that Joseph carried the bag of + gold? He laughed aloud as he thought of the scrimmage that would ensue + when this knowledge came to them. But little as he cared for the eighteen, + he experienced a pang of regret as he estimated the predicament in which + both Greusel and Ebearhard had stood on learning he had left them without + a word. Still, even now he could not see how any explanation on his part + was possible without revealing his identity, and that he was determined + not to do. + </p> + <p> + Turning round, he said abruptly to the custodian: + </p> + <p> + “Were the seven hundred thalers paid to you each month?” + </p> + <p> + “Of a surety,” was the reply. + </p> + <p> + “That will be two thousand one hundred thalers altogether. Did you + spend the money?” + </p> + <p> + “I have not touched a single coin. That amount is yours, and yours + alone, Prince Roland. If I have been of service I am quite content to wait + for my reward, or should I not be here, I know you will remember my + family.” + </p> + <p> + “May the Lord forget me if I don’t. Still, the twenty-one + hundred thalers are all yours, remember, but I beg of you to lend me a + thousand, for I possess not a single gold piece in my bag. Indeed, if it + comes to that, I do not possess even a bag. I had two yesterday, but one I + gave away and the other I threw away.” + </p> + <p> + The old man hurried down, and presently returned with the bag of money + that Roland had asked of him. Before this happened, however, Roland, + watching the barge, saw it round to, and tie up at the shore some distance + above Assmannshausen. He took the gold, and passed down the stone stair to + the courtyard. + </p> + <p> + “I shall return,” he said, “before the sun sets,” + and without more ado, this extraordinary captive left his prison, and + descended the hill in the direction of the barge. + </p> + <p> + After greeting Captain Blumenfels, he learned that the boat had been + delayed by running on a sandbank in the Main during the night, but they + had got it off at daybreak, and here they were. As, standing on the shore, + Roland talked with the captain on the barge, he saw approaching from + Assmannshausen two men whom he recognized. Telling the captain he might + not be ready for several days, he walked along the shore to meet his + astonished friends, who, as was usual with them, jumped at an erroneous + conclusion, and supposed that he arrived on the barge which they had seen + rounding to for the purpose of taking up her berth by the river-bank. + </p> + <p> + Greusel and Ebearhard stood still until he came up to them. + </p> + <p> + “Good afternoon, gentlemen. Are you here alone, or have you brought + the mob with you?” + </p> + <p> + “Your capable lieutenant, sir,” said Ebearhard, before his + slower companion could begin to frame a sentence, “allowed the men + to think they were having their own way, but in reality diverted them into + his, so they are now enjoying a credit of one liter each at the tavern of + the Golden Anker.” + </p> + <p> + “That,” said Roland, “is but as a drop of water in a + parched desert. Have they discovered you hold the money, Greusel?” + </p> + <p> + “No, not yet; but I fear they will begin to suspect by and by. I + suppose you went down the valley of the brook to the Rhine, and overhauled + the barge there?” + </p> + <p> + “I suppose so,” said Roland. “What else did you think I + could do?” + </p> + <p> + “I was sure you had done that, but I feared you would turn the barge + back to Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “I never thought of such a thing. Indeed, the captain told me he met + difficulty enough navigating the shallow Main, and I think he prefers the + deeper Rhine. Of course, you know why I left you.” + </p> + <p> + The men looked at each other without reply, and Roland laughed. + </p> + <p> + “I see you have been harboring dark suspicions, but the case is very + simple. The pious monks tell us that the Scriptures say if a man asks us + to go one league with him, we should go two. My good friends of the guild + last night made a most reasonable request, namely, that I should bestow + upon them three thalers each, and surely, to quote the monks again, the + laborer is worthy of his hire.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, that is the way you look upon it, then,” said Greusel. + </p> + <p> + “From a scriptural point of view, yes; and I am going to better the + teachings of my young days by giving each of the men ten times the amount + he desired. Thirty thalers each are waiting in this bag for them.” + </p> + <p> + “By my sword!” cried Ebearhard, “if that isn’t + setting a premium on mutiny it comes perilously close.” + </p> + <p> + “Not so, Ebearhard; not so. You and Greusel did not mutiny, + therefore to each of you I give a hundred and thirty thalers, which is the + thirty thalers the mutineers receive, and a hundred thalers extra, as a + reward of virtue because you did not join them. After all, there is much + to be said for the men’s point of view. I had led them ruthlessly + under a burning July sun, along a rough and shadeless road, then dragged + them away from the ample wine-vaults of Sonnenberg; next guided them on + through brambles, over streams, into bogs and out again; and lastly, when + they were dog-tired, hungry and ill-tempered, I carelessly pointed to a + section of the landscape, and said, ‘There, my dear chaps, is your + bedroom’; lads who had never before slept without blankets and a + roof. No wonder they mutinied; but even then, by the love of God for His + creatures, they did not actually attack me when I stood up with drawn + sword in my hand.” + </p> + <p> + “Of course you have that at least to be thankful for,” said + Ebearhard. “Eighteen to one was foul odds.” + </p> + <p> + “I be thankful! Surely you are dreaming, Ebearhard. Why should I be + thankful, except that I escaped the remorse for at least killing a dozen + of them!” + </p> + <p> + Ebearhard laughed heartily. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, if so sure of yourself as all that, you need no sympathy from + me.” + </p> + <p> + “You thought I would be outmatched? By the Three Kings! do you + imagine me such a fool as to teach you artisans the higher qualities of + the sword? There would have been a woeful surprise for the eighteen had + they ventured another step farther. However, that’s all past and + done with, and we’ll say no more about it. Let us sit down here on + the sward, and indulge in the more agreeable recreation of counting money.” + </p> + <p> + He spread his cloak on the grass, and poured out the gold upon it. + </p> + <p> + “I am keeping two hundred thalers for myself, as leader of the + expedition, and covetous. Here are your hundred and thirty thalers, + Greusel, and yours, Ebearhard. You will find remaining five hundred and + forty, which, if divided with reasonable accuracy, should afford thirty + thalers to each of our precious eighteen.” + </p> + <p> + “Aren’t you coming with us to Assmannshausen, that you may + give this money to the men yourself?” asked Greusel. + </p> + <p> + “No; that pleasure falls to my lieutenants, first and second. One + may divide the money while the other delivers the moral lecture against + mutiny, illustrated by the amount that good behavior gains. Say nothing to + the men about the barge being here, merely telling them to prepare for + action. Now that you are in funds, engage a large room, exclusively for + yourselves, at the Golden Anker. Thus you will be the better able to keep + the men from talking with strangers, and so prevent any news of our + intentions drifting across the river to Rheinstein or Falkenberg. You + might put it to them, should they object to the special room, that you are + reconstituting, as it were, the Kaiser cellar of Frankfort in the village + of Assmannshausen. Go forward, therefore, with your usual meetings of the + guild, as it was before I lowered its tone by becoming a member. Knowing + the lads as I do, I suggest that you make your bargain with them before + you deliver the money. No promise; no thirty thalers. And now, good-by. I + shall be exceedingly busy for some days arranging for a further supply of + money, so do not seek me out no matter what happens.” + </p> + <p> + With this Roland shook hands, and returned to Ehrenfels Castle. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <p> + The three sumptuous barges of the Archbishops hove in sight at midday, two + coming up the river and one floating down. They maneuvered to the landing + so that all reached it at the same time, and thus the three Archbishops + were enabled to set foot simultaneously on the firm ground, as was right + and proper, no one of them obtaining precedence over the other two. On + entering the Castle of Ehrenfels in state, they proceeded to the large + hall of the knights, and seated themselves in three equal chairs that were + set along the solid table. Here a repast was spread before them, + accompanied by the finest wine the Rheingau produced, and although the + grand prelates ate lustily, they were most sparing in their drink, for + when they acted in concert none dared risk putting himself at a + disadvantage with the others. They would make up for their abstinence when + each rested in the security of his own castle. + </p> + <p> + The board being cleared, Roland was summoned, and bowing deeply to each of + the three he took his place, modestly standing on the opposite side of the + table. The Archbishop of Mayence, as the oldest of the trio, occupied the + middle chair; Treves, the next in age, at his right hand, and Cologne at + his left. A keen observer might have noticed that the deferential, yet + dignified, bearing of the young Prince made a favorable impression upon + these rulers who, when they acted together, formed a power that only + nominally was second in the realm. + </p> + <p> + It was Mayence who broke the silence. + </p> + <p> + “Prince Roland, some months ago turbulence in the State rendered it + advisable that you, as a probable nominee to the throne, should be + withdrawn from the capital to the greater safety which this house affords. + I hope it has never been suggested to you that this unavoidable detention + merited the harsh name of imprisonment?” + </p> + <p> + “Never, your Lordships,” said Roland, with perfect truth. + </p> + <p> + The three slightly inclined their heads, and Mayence continued: + </p> + <p> + “I trust that in the carrying out of our behests you have been put + to no inconvenience during your residence in my Castle of Ehrenfels, but + if you find cause for complaint I shall see to it that the transgressor is + sharply punished.” + </p> + <p> + “My Lord, had such been the case I should at once have communicated + with your Lordship at Mayence. The fact that you have received no such + protest from me answers your question, but I should like to add emphasis + to this reply by saying I have met with the greatest courtesy and kindness + within these walls.” + </p> + <p> + “I speak for my brothers and myself when I assert we are all + gratified to hear the expression that has fallen from your lips. There was + sent for your perusal a document in triplicate. Have you found time to + read it?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, my Lord, and I beg to state at once that I will sign it with + the greater pleasure since in any case, if called to the high position you + propose, I should have consulted your Lordships on every matter that I + deemed important enough to be worthy of your attention, and in no instance + could I think of setting up my own opinion against the united wisdom of + your Lordships.” + </p> + <p> + For a few minutes there ensued a whispered conversation among the three, + then Mayence spoke again: + </p> + <p> + “Once more I voice the sentiments of my colleagues, Prince Roland, + when I assure you that the words you have just spoken give us the utmost + satisfaction. In the whole world to-day there is no prouder honor than + that which it is in the Electors’ power to bestow upon you, and it + is a blessed augury for the welfare of our country when the energy and + aspiration of youth in this high place associates itself with the + experience of age.” + </p> + <p> + Here he made a signal, and the aged custodian, who had been standing with + his back against the door, well out of earshot, for the conversation was + carried on in the most subdued and gentle tones, hurried forward, and + Mayence requested him to produce the documents entrusted to his care. + These were spread out before the young man, who signed each of them amidst + a deep silence, broken only by the scratching of the quill. + </p> + <p> + Up to this point Roland had been merely a Prince of the Empire; now, to + all practical purposes, he was heir-apparent to the throne. This + distinction was delicately indicated by Mayence, who asked the attendant + to bring forward a chair, and then requested the young man to seat + himself. Roland had supposed the ceremonies at an end, but it was soon + evident that something further remained, for the three venerable heads + were again in juxtaposition, and apparently there was some whispered + difference as to the manner of procedure. Then Cologne, as the youngest of + the three, was prevailed upon to act as spokesman, and with a smile he + regarded the young man before he began. + </p> + <p> + “I reside farther than my two colleagues from your fair, if + turbulent, city of Frankfort, and perhaps that is one reason why I know + little of the town and its ways from personal observation. You are a young + man who, I may say, has greatly commended himself to us all, and so in + whatever questions I may put, you will not, I hope, imagine that there is + anything underneath them which does not appear on the surface.” + </p> + <p> + Roland drew a long breath, and some of the color left his face. + </p> + <p> + “What in the name of Heaven is coming now,” he said to + himself, “that calls for so ominous a prelude? It must be something + more than usually serious. May the good Lord give me courage to face it!” + </p> + <p> + But outwardly he merely inclined his head. + </p> + <p> + “We have all been young ourselves, and I trust none of us forget the + temptations, and perhaps the dangers, that surround youth, especially when + highly placed. I am told that Frankfort is a gay city, and doubtless you + have mixed, to some extent at least, in its society.” Here the + Archbishop paused, and, as he evidently expected a reply, Roland spoke: + </p> + <p> + “I regret to say, my Lord, that my opportunities for social + intercourse have hitherto been somewhat limited. Greatly absorbed in + study, there has been little time for me to acquire companions, much less + friends.” + </p> + <p> + “What your Highness says, so far from being a drawback, as you seem + to imagine, is all to the good. It leaves the future clear of + complications that might otherwise cause you embarrassment.” Here + the Archbishop smiled again, and Roland found himself liking the august + prelate. “It was not, however, of men that I desired to speak, but + of women.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, is that all?” cried the impetuous youth. “I feared, + my Lord, that you were about to treat of some serious subject. So far as + women are concerned, I am unacquainted with any, excepting only my mother.” + </p> + <p> + At this the three prelates smiled in differing degrees; even the stern + lips of Mayence relaxing at the young man’s confident assumption + that consideration of women was not a matter of importance. + </p> + <p> + “Your Highness clears the ground admirably for me,” continued + Cologne, “and takes a great weight from my mind, because I am + entrusted by my brethren with a proposal which I have found some + difficulty in setting forth. It is this. The choice of an Empress is one + of the most momentous questions that an Emperor is called upon to decide. + In all except the highest rank personal preference has much to do with the + selection of a wife, but in the case of a king do you agree with me that + State considerations must be kept in view?” + </p> + <p> + “Undoubtedly, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + “This is a matter to which we three Electors have given the + weightiest consideration, finally agreeing on one whom we believe to + possess the necessary qualifications; a lady highly born, deeply + religious, enormously wealthy, and exceedingly beautiful. She is related + to the most noble in the land. I refer to Hildegunde Lauretta Priscilla + Agnes, Countess of Sayn. If there is any reason why your preference should + not coincide with ours, I beg you quite frankly to state it.” + </p> + <p> + “There is no reason at all, your Lordships,” cried Roland, + with a deep sigh of relief on learning that his fears were so unfounded. + “I shall be most happy and honored to wed the lady at any time your + Lordships and she may select.” + </p> + <p> + “Then,” said the Archbishop of Mayence, rising to his feet and + speaking with great solemnity, “you are chosen as the future Emperor + of our land.” + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0011" id="link2H_4_0011"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + X. A CALAMITOUS CONFERENCE + </h2> + <p> + The prelate and his ward were met at the doors of Stolzenfels by the + Archbishop of Treves in person, and the welcome they received left nothing + to be desired in point of cordiality. There were many servants, male and + female, about the Castle, but no show of armed men. + </p> + <p> + The Countess was conducted to a room whose outlook fascinated her. It + occupied one entire floor of a square tower, with windows facing the four + points of the compass, and from this height she could view the Rhine up to + the stern old Castle of Marksburg, and down past Coblentz to her own realm + of Sayn, where it bordered the river, although the stronghold from which + she ruled this domain was hidden by the hills ending in Ehrenbreitstein. + </p> + <p> + When she descended on being called to <i>mittagessen</i>, she was + introduced to a sister of the Archbishop of Treves, a grave, elderly + woman, and to the Archbishop’s niece, a lady about ten years older + than Hildegunde. Neither of these grand dames had much to say, and the + conversation at the meal rested chiefly with the two Archbishops. Indeed, + had the Countess but known it, her presence there was a great + disappointment to the two noblewomen, for the close relationship of the + younger to the Archbishop of Treves rendered it impossible that she should + be offered the honor about to be bestowed upon the younger and more + beautiful Countess von Sayn. + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop of Mayence, although a resident of the Castle, partook of + refreshment in the smallest room of the suite reserved for him, where he + was waited upon by his own servants and catered for by his own cook. + </p> + <p> + When the great Rhine salmon, smoking hot, was placed upon the table, + Cologne was generous in his praise of it, and related again, for the + information of his host and household, the story of the English Princess + who had partaken of a similar fish, doubtless in this same room. Despite + the historical bill of fare, and the mildly exhilarating qualities of the + excellent Oberweseler wine, whose delicate reddish color the sentimental + Archbishop compared to the blush on a bride’s cheeks, the social + aspect of the midday refection was overshadowed by an almost indefinable + sense of impending danger. In the pseudogenial conversation of the two + Archbishops there was something forced: the attitude of the elderly + hostess was one of unrelieved gloom. After a few conventional greetings to + her young guest, she spoke no more during the meal. Her daughter, who sat + beside the Countess on the opposite side of the table from his Lordship of + Cologne, merely answered “Yes” or “No” to the + comments of the lady of Sayn praising the romantic situation of the + Castle, its unique qualities of architecture, and the splendid outlook + from its battlements, eulogies which began enthusiastically enough, but + finally faded away into silence, chilled by a reception so unfriendly. + </p> + <p> + Thus cast back upon her own thoughts, the girl grew more and more uneasy + as the peculiar features of the occasion became clearer in her own mind. + Here was her revered, beloved friend forcing hilarity which she knew he + could not feel, breaking bread and drinking wine with a colleague while + three thousand of his armed men peered down on the roof that sheltered + him, ready at a signal to pounce upon Stolzenfels like birds of prey, + capturing, and if necessary, slaying. She remembered the hearty cheers + that welcomed them on their arrival at Coblentz, yet every man who thus + boisterously greeted them, waving his bonnet in the air, was doubtless an + enemy. The very secrecy, the unknown nature of the danger, depressed her + more and more as she thought of it; the fierce soldiers hidden in the + forest, ready to leap up, burn and kill at an unknown sign from a Prince + of religion; the deadly weapons concealed in a Church of Christ: all this + grim reality of a Faith she held dear had never been hinted at by the + gentle nuns among whom she lived so happily for the greater part of her + life. + </p> + <p> + At last her somber hostess rose, and Hildegunde, with a sigh of relief, + followed her example. The Archbishop of Cologne gallantly held back the + curtain at the doorway, and bowed low when the three ladies passed + through. The silent hostess conducted her guest to a parlor on the same + floor as the dining-room; a parlor from which opened another door + connecting it with a small knights’ hall; the <i>kleine Rittersaal</i> + in which the Court of the Archbishops was to be held. + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop’s sister did not enter the parlor, but here took + formal farewell of Countess von Sayn, who turned to the sole occupant of + the room, her kinsman and counselor, Father Ambrose. + </p> + <p> + “Were you not asked to dine with us?” she inquired. + </p> + <p> + “Yes; but I thought it better to refuse. First, in case the three + Archbishops might have something confidential to say to you; and second, + because at best I am poor company at a banquet.” + </p> + <p> + “Indeed, you need not have been so thoughtful: first, as you say, + there were not three Archbishops present, but only two, and neither said + anything to me that all the world might not hear; second, the rest of the + company, the sister and the niece of Treves, were so doleful that you + would have proved a hilarious companion compared with them. Did my + guardian make any statement to you yesterday afternoon that revealed the + object of this coming Court?” + </p> + <p> + “None whatever. Our conversation related entirely to your estate and + my management of it. We spoke of crops, of cultivation, and of vineyards.” + </p> + <p> + “You have no knowledge, then, of the reason why we are summoned + hither?” + </p> + <p> + “On that subject, Hildegunde, I am as ignorant as you.” + </p> + <p> + “I don’t think I am wholly in the dark,” murmured the + Countess, “although I know nothing definite.” + </p> + <p> + “You surmise, in spite of your guardian’s disclaimer, that the + discussion will pertain to your recovery of the town of Linz?” + </p> + <p> + “Perhaps; but not likely. Did you say anything of your journey to + Frankfort?” + </p> + <p> + “Not a word. I understood from you that no mention should be made of + my visit unless his Lordship asked questions proving he was aware of it, + in which case I was to tell the truth.” + </p> + <p> + “You were quite right, Father. Did my guardian ask you to accompany + us to Stolzenfels?” + </p> + <p> + “Assuredly, or I should not have ventured.” + </p> + <p> + “What reason did he give, and what instructions did he lay upon you?” + </p> + <p> + “He thought you should have by your side some one akin to you. His + instructions were that in no circumstances was I to offer any remark upon + the proceedings. Indeed, I am not allowed to speak unless in answer to a + question directly put to me, and then in the fewest possible words.” + </p> + <p> + Hildegunde ceased her cross-examination, and seated herself by a window + which gave a view of the steep mountain-side behind the Castle, where, + sheltered by the thick, dark forest, she knew that her guardian’s + men lay in ambush. She shuddered slightly, wondering what was the meaning + of these preparations, and in the deep silence became aware of the + accelerated beating of her heart. She felt but little reassured by the + presence of her kinsman, whose lips moved without a murmur, and whose + grave eyes seemed fixed on futurity, meditating the mystery of the next + world, and completely oblivious to the realities of the earth he + inhabited. + </p> + <p> + She turned her troubled gaze once more to the green forest, and after a + long lapse of time the dual reveries were broken by the entrance of an + official gorgeously appareled. This functionary bowed low, and said with + great solemnity: + </p> + <p> + “Madam, the Court of my Lords the Archbishops awaits your presence.” + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <p> + The <i>kleine Rittersaal</i> occupied a fine position on the river-side + front of Stolzenfels, its windows giving a view of the Rhine, with the + strong Castle of Lahneck over-hanging the mouth of the Lahn, and the more + ornamental Schloss Martinsburg at the upper end of Oberlahnstein. The + latter edifice, built by a former Elector of Mayence, was rarely occupied + by the present Archbishop, but, as he sat in the central chair of the + Court, he had the advantage of being able to look across the river at his + own house should it please him to do so. + </p> + <p> + The three Archbishops were standing behind the long table when the + Countess entered, thus acknowledging that she who came into their + presence, young and beautiful, was a very great lady by right of descent + and rank. She acknowledged their courtesy by a graceful inclination of the + head, and the three Princes of the Church responded each with a bow, that + of Mayence scarcely perceptible, that of Treves deferential and courtly, + that of Cologne with a friendly smile of encouragement. + </p> + <p> + In the center of the hall opposite the long table had been placed an + immense chair, taken from the grand <i>Rittersaal</i>, ornamented with + gilded carving, and covered in richly-colored Genoa velvet. It looked like + a throne, which indeed it was, used only on occasions when Royalty visited + the Castle. To this sumptuous seat the scarcely less gorgeous functionary + conducted the girl, and when she had taken her place, the three + Archbishops seated themselves. The glorified menial then bent himself + until his forehead nearly touched the floor, and silently departed. Father + Ambrose, his coarse, ill-cut clothes of somber color in striking contrast + to the richness of costume worn by the others, stood humbly beside the + chair that supported his kinswoman. + </p> + <p> + The Countess gave a quick glance at the Archbishop of Mayence, then + lowered her eyes. Cologne she had known all her life; Treves she had met + that day, and rather liked, although feeling she could not esteem him as + she did her guardian, but a thrill of fear followed her swift look at the + man in the center. + </p> + <p> + “A face of great strength,” she said to herself, “but + his thin, straight lips, tightly compressed, seemed cruel, as well as + determined.” With a flash of comprehension she understood now her + guardian’s warning not to thwart him. It was easy to credit the + acknowledged fact that this man dominated the other two. Nevertheless, + when he spoke his voice was surprisingly mild. + </p> + <p> + “Madam,” he said, “we are met here in an hour of grave + anxiety. The Emperor, who has been ill for some time, is now upon his + death-bed, and the physicians who attend him inform me that at any moment + we may be called upon to elect his successor. That successor has already + been chosen; chosen, I may add, in an informal manner, but his selection + is not likely to be canceled, unless by some act of his own which would + cause us to reconsider our decision. Our adoption was made very recently + in my castle of Ehrenfels, and we are come together again in the Castle of + my brother Treves, not in our sacred office as Archbishops, but in our + secular capacity as Electors of the Empire, to determine a matter which we + consider of almost equal importance. It is our privilege to bestow upon + you the highest honor that may be conferred on any woman in the realm; the + position of Empress. + </p> + <p> + “When you have signified your acceptance of this great elevation, I + must put to you several questions concerning your future duties to the + State, and these are embodied in a document which you will be asked to + sign.” + </p> + <p> + The Countess did not raise her eyes. While the Archbishop was speaking the + color flamed up in her cheeks, but faded away again, and her guardian, who + watched her very intently across the table, saw her face become so pale + that he feared she was about to faint. However, she rallied, and at last + looked up, not at her dark-browed questioner, but at the Archbishop of + Cologne. + </p> + <p> + “May I not know,” she said, in a voice scarcely audible, + “who is my future husband?” + </p> + <p> + “Surely, surely,” replied her guardian soothingly, “but + the Elector of Mayence is our spokesman here, and you must address your + question to his Lordship.” + </p> + <p> + She now turned her frightened eyes upon Mayence, whose brow had become + slightly ruffled at this interruption, and whose lips were more firmly + closed. He sat there imperturbable, refusing the beseechment of her eyes, + and thus forced her to repeat her question, though to him it took another + form. + </p> + <p> + “My Lord, who is to be the next Emperor?” + </p> + <p> + “Countess von Sayn, I fear that in modifying my opening address to + accord with the comprehension of a girl but recently emerged from convent + life, I have led you into an error. The Court of Electors is not convened + for the purpose of securing your consent, but with the duty of imposing + upon you a command. It is not for you to ask questions, but to answer + them.” + </p> + <p> + “You mean that I am to marry this unknown man, whether I will or no?” + </p> + <p> + “That is my meaning.” + </p> + <p> + The girl sat back in her chair, and the moisture that had gathered in her + eyes disappeared as if licked up by the little flame that burned in their + depths. + </p> + <p> + “Very well,” she said. “Ask your questions, and I will + answer them.” + </p> + <p> + “Before I put any question, I must have your consent to my first + proposition.” + </p> + <p> + “That is quite unnecessary, my Lord. When you hear my answer to your + questions, you will very speedily withdraw your first proposition.” + </p> + <p> + The Elector of Treves, who had been shifting uneasily in his chair, now + leaned forward, and spoke in an ingratiating manner. + </p> + <p> + “Countess, you are a neighbor of mine, although you live on the + opposite side of the river, and I am honored in receiving you as my guest. + As guest and neighbor, I appeal to you on our behalf: be assured that we + wish nothing but your very greatest good and happiness.” The spark + in her eyes died down, and they beamed kindly on the courtier Elector. + “You see before you three old bachelors, quite unversed in the ways + of women. If anything that has been said offends you, pray overlook our + default, for I assure you, on behalf of my colleagues and myself, that any + one of us would bitterly regret uttering a single word to cause you + disquietude.” + </p> + <p> + “My disquietude, my Lord, is caused by the refusal to utter the + single name I have asked for. Am I a peasant girl to be handed over to the + hind that makes the highest offer?” + </p> + <p> + “Not so. No such thought entered our minds. The name is, of course, + a secret at the present moment, and I quite appreciate the reluctance of + my Lord of Mayence to mention it, but I think in this instance an + exception may safely be made, and I now appeal to his Lordship to + enlighten the Countess.” + </p> + <p> + Mayence answered indifferently: + </p> + <p> + “I do not agree with you, but we are here three Electors of equal + power, and two can always outvote one.” + </p> + <p> + The Elector of Cologne smiled slightly; he had seen this comedy enacted + before, and never objected to it. The carrying of some unimportant point + in opposition to their chief always gave Treves a certain sense of + independence. + </p> + <p> + “My Lord of Cologne,” said the latter, bending forward and + addressing the man at the other end of the table “do you not agree + with me?” + </p> + <p> + “Certainly,” replied Cologne, with some curtness. + </p> + <p> + “In that case,” continued Treves, “I take it upon myself + to announce to you, Madam, that the young man chosen for our future ruler + is Prince Roland, only son of the dying Emperor.” + </p> + <p> + The hands of the Countess nervously clutched the soft velvet on the arms + of her chair. + </p> + <p> + “I thank you,” she said, addressing Treves, and speaking as + calmly as though she were Mayence himself. “May I ask you if this + marriage was proposed to the young man?” + </p> + <p> + Treves looked up nervously at the stern face of Mayence, who nodded to + him, as much as to say: + </p> + <p> + “You are doing well; go on.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” replied Treves. + </p> + <p> + “Was my name concealed from him?” + </p> + <p> + “No.” + </p> + <p> + “Had he ever heard of me before?” + </p> + <p> + “Surely,” replied the diplomatic Treves, “for the fame + of the Countess von Sayn has traveled farther than her modesty will admit.” + </p> + <p> + “Did he agree?” + </p> + <p> + “Instantly; joyfully, it seemed to me.” + </p> + <p> + “In any case, he has never seen me,” continued the Countess. + “Did he make any inquiry, whether I was tall or short, old or young, + rich or poor, beautiful or ugly?” + </p> + <p> + “He seemed very well satisfied with our choice.” + </p> + <p> + Treves had his elbows on the table, leaning forward with open palms + supporting his chin. He had spoken throughout in the most ingratiating + manner, his tones soft and honeyed. He was so evidently pleased with his + own diplomacy that even the eye of the stern Mayence twinkled maliciously + when the girl turned impulsively toward the other end of the table, and + cried: + </p> + <p> + “Guardian, tell me the truth! I know this young man accepted me as + if I were a sack of grain, his whole mind intent on one thing only: to + secure for himself the position of Emperor. Is it not so?” + </p> + <p> + “It is not so, Countess,” said Cologne solemnly. + </p> + <p> + “Prince Roland, it is true, made no stipulation regarding you.” + </p> + <p> + “I was sure of it. Any Gretchen in Germany would have done just as + well. I was merely part of the bargain he was compelled to make with you, + and now I announce to the Court that no power on earth will induce me to + marry Prince Roland. I claim the right of my womanhood to wed only the man + whom I love, and who loves me!” + </p> + <p> + Mayence gave utterance to an exclamation that might be coarsely described + as a snort of contempt. The Elector of Treves was leaning back in his + chair discomfited by her abrupt desertion of him. The Elector of Cologne + now leaned forward, dismayed at the turn affairs had taken, deep anxiety + visible on his brow. + </p> + <p> + “Countess von Sayn,” he began, and thus his ward realized how + deeply she had offended, “in all my life I never met any young man + who impressed me so favorably as Prince Roland of Germany. If I possessed + a daughter whom I dearly loved, I could wish her no better fortune than to + marry so honest a youth as he. The very point you make against him should + have told most strongly in his favor with a young girl. My reading of his + character is that so far as concerns the love you spoke of, he knows as + little of it as yourself, and thus he agreed to our proposal with a + seeming indifference which you entirely misjudge. If you, then, have any + belief in my goodwill towards you, in my deep anxiety for your welfare and + happiness, I implore you to agree to the suggestion my Lord of Mayence has + made. You speak of love knowing nothing concerning it. I call to your + remembrance the fact that one noble lady of your race may have foregone + the happiness that love perhaps brings, in her desire for the advancement + of one whom she loved so truly that she chose for her guide the more + subdued but steadier star of duty. The case is presented to you, my dear, + in different form, and I feel assured that duty and love will shine + together.” + </p> + <p> + As the venerable Archbishop spoke with such deep earnestness, in a voice + she loved so well, the girl buried her face in her hands, and he could see + the tears trickle between her fingers. A silence followed her guardian’s + appeal, disturbed only by the agitated breathing of Hildegunde. + </p> + <p> + The cold voice of the Elector of Mayence broke the stillness, like a + breath from a glazier: + </p> + <p> + “Do you consent, Madam?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” gasped the girl, her shoulders quivering with emotion, + but she did not look up. + </p> + <p> + “I fear that the object of this convocation was like to be forgotten + in the gush of sentiment issuing from both sides of me. This is a business + meeting, and not a love-feast. Will you do me the courtesy, Madam, of + raising your head and answering my question?” + </p> + <p> + The girl dashed the tears from her eyes, and sat up straight, grasping + with nervous hands the arms of the throne, as if to steady herself against + the coming ordeal. + </p> + <p> + “I scarcely heard what you said. Do you consent to marry Prince + Roland of Germany?” + </p> + <p> + “I have consented,” she replied firmly. + </p> + <p> + “Will you use your influence with him that he may carry out the + behests of the three Archbishops?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, if the behests are for the good of the country.” + </p> + <p> + “I cannot accept any qualifications, therefore I repeat my question. + Will you use your influence with him that he may carry out the behests of + the three Archbishops?” + </p> + <p> + “I can have no influence with such a man.” + </p> + <p> + “Answer my question, Madam.” + </p> + <p> + “Say yes, Hildegunde,” pleaded Cologne. + </p> + <p> + She turned to him swimming eyes. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, Guardian, Guardian!” she cried, “I have done + everything I can, and all for you; all for you. I cannot stand any more. + This is torture to me. Let me go home, and another day when I am calmer I + will answer your questions!” + </p> + <p> + The perturbed Archbishop sat back again with a deep sigh. The ignorance of + women with which his colleague of Treves had credited all three was being + amazingly dispelled. He could not understand why this girl should show + such emotion at the thought of marrying the heir to the throne, when + assured the young man was all that any reasonable woman could desire. + </p> + <p> + “Madam, I pray you give your attention to me,” said the + unimpassioned voice of Mayence. “I have listened to your + conversation with my colleagues, and the patience I exhibited will, I + hope, be credited to me. This matter of business”—he + emphasized the word—“must be settled to-day, and to clear away + all misapprehension, I desire to say that your guardian has really no + influence on this matter. It was settled before you came into the room. + You are merely allowed a choice of two outcomes: first, marriage with + Prince Roland; second, imprisonment in Pfalz Castle, situated in the + middle of the Rhine.” + </p> + <p> + “What is that?” demanded the Countess. + </p> + <p> + “I am tired of repeating my statements.” + </p> + <p> + “You would imprison me—me, a Countess of Sayn?” + </p> + <p> + Again the tears evaporated, and in their place came the smoldering fire + bequeathed to her by the Crusaders, and, if the truth must be known, by + Rhine robbers as well. + </p> + <p> + “Yes, Madam. A predecessor of mine once hanged one of your + ancestors.” + </p> + <p> + “It is not true,” cried the girl, in blazing wrath. “‘Twas + the Emperor Rudolph who hanged him; the same Emperor that chastised an + Archbishop of Mayence, and brought him, cringing, to his knees, begging + for pardon, which the Emperor contemptuously flung to him. You dare not + imprison me!” + </p> + <p> + “Refuse to marry Prince Roland, and learn,” said the + Archbishop very quietly. + </p> + <p> + The girl sprang to her feet, a-quiver with anger. + </p> + <p> + “I do refuse! Prince Roland has hoodwinked the three of you! He is a + libertine and a brawler, consorting with the lowest in the cellars of + Frankfort; a liar and a thief, and not a brave thief at that, but a + cutthroat who holds his sword to the breast of an unarmed merchant while + he filches from him his gold. Added to that, a drunkard as his father is; + and, above all, a hypocrite, as his father is not, yet clever enough, with + all his vices, to cozen three men whose vile rule has ruined Frankfort, + and left the broad Rhine empty of its life-giving commerce;” she + waved her hand toward the vacant river. + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop of Cologne was the first to rise, horror-stricken. + </p> + <p> + “The girl is mad!” he murmured. + </p> + <p> + Treves rose also, but Mayence sat still, a sour smile on his lips, yet a + twinkle of admiration in his eyes. + </p> + <p> + “No, my poor Guardian, I am not mad,” she cried, regarding him + with a smile, her wrath subsiding as quickly as it had risen. “What + I say is true, and it may be that our meeting, turbulent as it has been, + will prevent you from making a great mistake. He whom you would put on the + throne is not the man you think.” + </p> + <p> + “My dear ward!” cried Cologne, “how can you make such + accusations against him? What should a girl living in seclusion as you + live, know of what is passing in Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “It seems strange, Guardian, but it is true, nevertheless. Sit down + again, I beg of you, and you, my Lord of Treves. Even my Lord of Mayence + will, I think, comprehend my abhorrence when such a proposal was made to + me, and I hope, my Lord, you will forgive my outburst of anger just now.” + </p> + <p> + She heard the trembling Treves mutter: + </p> + <p> + “Mayence never forgives.” + </p> + <p> + “Now, Father Ambrose, come forward.” + </p> + <p> + “Why?” asked Ambrose, waking from his reverie. + </p> + <p> + “Tell them your experiences in Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “I am not allowed to speak,” objected the monk. + </p> + <p> + “Speak, speak!” cried Cologne. “What, sir, have you had + to do with this girl’s misleading?” + </p> + <p> + “I thought,” he said wistfully to his kinswoman, “that I + was not to mention my visit to Frankfort unless my Lord the Archbishop + brought up the subject.” + </p> + <p> + “Have you not been listening to these proceedings?” cried the + girl impatiently. “The subject is brought up before three + Archbishops, instead of before one. Tell their Lordships what you know of + Prince Roland.” + </p> + <p> + Father Ambrose, with a deep sigh, began his recital, to which Treves and + Cologne listened with ever-increasing amazement, while the sullen Mayence + sat back in his chair, face imperturbable, but the thin lips closing + firmer and firmer as the narrative went on. + </p> + <p> + When the monologue ended, his Reverence of Cologne was the first to speak: + </p> + <p> + “In the name of Heaven, why did you not tell me all this yesterday?” + </p> + <p> + Father Ambrose looked helplessly at his kinswoman, but made no reply. + </p> + <p> + “I forbade him, my Lord,” said the girl proudly, and for the + first time addressing him by a formal title, as if from now on he was to + be reckoned with her enemies. “I alone am responsible for the + journey to Frankfort and its consequences, whatever they may be. You + invoked the name of Heaven just now, my Lord, and I would have you know + that I am convinced Heaven itself intervened on my behalf to expose the + real character of Prince Roland, who has successfully deluded three men + like yourselves, supposed to be astute!” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop turned upon her sorrowful eyes, troubled yet kindly. + </p> + <p> + “My dear Countess,” he said, “I have not ventured to + censure you; nevertheless I am, or have been, your guardian, and should, I + think, have been consulted before you committed yourself to an action that + threatens disaster to our plans.” + </p> + <p> + The girl replied, still with the hauteur so lately assumed: + </p> + <p> + “I do not dispute my wardship, and have more than once thanked you + for your care of me, but at this crisis of my life—a crisis + transforming me instantly from a girl to a woman—you fail me, seeing + me here at bay. I wished to spend a month or two at the capital city, but + before troubling you with such a request I determined to learn whether or + not the state of Frankfort was as disturbed as rumor alleged. Finding + matters there to be hopeless, the project of a visit was at once + abandoned, and knowing nothing of the honor about to be conferred on + Prince Roland, I thought it best to keep what had been discovered + regarding his character a secret between the Reverend Father and myself. I + dare say an attempt will be made to cast doubt on the Reverend Father’s + story, and perhaps my three judges may convince themselves of its + falseness, but they cannot convince me, and I tell you finally and + formally that no power on earth will induce me to marry a marauder and a + thief!” + </p> + <p> + This announcement effectually silenced the one friend she possessed among + the three. Mayence slowly turned his head, and looked upon the colleague + at his right, as much as to say, “Do you wish to add your quota to + this inconsequential talk?” + </p> + <p> + Treves, at this silent appeal, leaned forward, and spoke to the perturbed + monk, who knew that, in some way he did not quite understand, affairs were + drifting towards a catastrophe. + </p> + <p> + “Father Ambrose,” began the Elector of Treves, “would + you kindly tell us the exact date when this encounter on the bridge took + place?” + </p> + <p> + “Saint Cyrille’s Day,” replied Father Ambrose. + </p> + <p> + “And during the night of that day you were incarcerated in the + cellar among the wine-casks?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + “Would it surprise you to know, Father Ambrose, that during Saint + Cyrille’s Day, and for many days previous to that date, Prince + Roland was a close prisoner in his Lordship of Mayence’s strong + Castle of Ehrenfels, and that it was quite impossible for you to have met + him in Frankfort, or anywhere else?” + </p> + <p> + “Nevertheless, I did meet him,” persisted Father Ambrose, with + the quiet obstinacy of a mild man. + </p> + <p> + Treves smiled. + </p> + <p> + “Where did you lodge in Frankfort, Father?” + </p> + <p> + “At the Benedictine Monastery in Sachsenhausen.” + </p> + <p> + “Do the good brethren supply their guests with a potent wine? + Frankfort is, and always has been, the chief market of that exhilarating + but illusion-creating beverage.” + </p> + <p> + The cheeks of the Countess flushed crimson at this insinuation on her + kinsman’s sobriety. The old monk’s hand rested on the arm of + her throne, and she placed her own hand upon his as if to encourage him to + resent the implied slander. After all, they were two Sayns hard pressed by + these ruthless potentates. But Ambrose answered mildly: + </p> + <p> + “It may be that the monastery contains wine, my Lord, and doubtless + the wine is good, but during my visit I did not taste it.” + </p> + <p> + Cross-examination at an end, the Lord of Mayence spoke scarcely above a + whisper, a trace of weariness in his manner. + </p> + <p> + “My Lords,” he said, “we have wandered from the subject. + The romance by Father Ambrose is but indifferently interesting, and + nothing at all to the point. Even a child may understand what has + happened, for it is merely a case of mistaken identity, and my sympathy + goes out entirely towards the unknown; a man who knew his own mind, and + being naturally indignant at an interference both persistent and uncalled + for, quite rightly immured the meddler among the casks, probably shrewd + enough to see that this practicer of temperance would not interfere with + their integrity. + </p> + <p> + “Madam, stand up!” + </p> + <p> + The Countess seemed inclined to disobey this curt order, but a beseeching + look from her now thoroughly frightened guardian changed her intention, + and she rose to her feet. + </p> + <p> + “Madam, the greatest honor which it is in the power of this Empire + to bestow upon a woman has been proffered to you, and rejected with + unnecessary heat. I beg therefore, to inform you, that in the judgment of + this Court you are considered unworthy of the exalted position which, + before knowing your true character, it was intended you should fill. The + various calumnies you have poured upon the innocent head of Prince Roland + amount in effect to high treason.” + </p> + <p> + “Pardon, my Lord!” cried the Archbishop of Cologne, “your + contention will hold neither in law nor in fact. High treason is an + offense that can be committed only against the realm as a whole, or + against its ruler in person. Prince Roland is not yet Emperor of Germany, + and however much we may regret the language used in his disparagement, it + has arisen through a misunderstanding quite patent to us all. A good but + dreamy man made a mistake, which, however deplorable, has been put forward + with a sincerity that none of us can question; indeed, it was the + intention of Father Ambrose to keep his supposed knowledge a secret, and + you both saw with what evident reluctance he spoke when commanded to do so + by my colleague of Treves. Whatever justice there may be in disciplining + Father Ambrose, there is none at all for exaggerated censure upon my lady, + the Countess of Sayn, and before pronouncing a further censure I beg your + Lordship to take into consideration the circumstances of the case, by + which a young girl, without any previous warning or preparation, is called + upon suddenly to make the most momentous decision of her life. I say it is + to her ladyship’s credit that she refused the highest station in the + land in the interests of what she supposes to be, however erroneously, the + cause of honesty, sobriety, and, I may add, of Christianity; qualities for + which we three men should stand.” + </p> + <p> + “My Lord,” objected Treves, “we meet here as temporal + Princes, and not as Archbishops of the Church.” + </p> + <p> + “I know that, my brother of Treves, and my appeal is to the temporal + law. Prince Roland, despite his high lineage, is merely a citizen of the + Empire, and a subject of his Majesty, the Emperor. It is therefore + impossible that the crime of treason can be committed against him.” + </p> + <p> + During this protest and discussion the Elector of Mayence had leaned back + again in his usual attitude of tired indifference; his keen eyes almost + closed. When he spoke he made no reference to what either of his two + confrères had said. + </p> + <p> + “Madam,” he began, without raising his voice, “it is the + sentence of this Court that you shall be imprisoned during its pleasure in + the Castle of Pfalzgrafenstein, which stands on a rock in the middle of + the Rhine. Under the guardianship of the Pfalzgraf von Stahleck, who will + be responsible for your safe keeping, I hope you will listen to the devout + counsel of his excellent wife to such effect that when next you are + privileged to meet a Court so highly constituted as this you may be better + instructed regarding the language with which it should be addressed. You + are permitted to take with you two waiting-women, chosen by yourself from + your own household, but all communication with the outside world is + forbidden. You said something to the effect that this Court dared not + pronounce such sentence against you, but if you possessed that wisdom you + so conspicuously lack, you might have surmised that a power which ventured + to imprison the future Emperor of this land would not hesitate to place in + durance a mere Countess von Sayn.” + </p> + <p> + The Countess bowed her head slightly, and without protest sat down again. + The Elector of Cologne arose. + </p> + <p> + “My Lord, I raised a point of law which has been ignored.” + </p> + <p> + “This is the proper time to raise it,” replied Mayence, + “and you shall be instantly satisfied. This Court is competent to + give its decision upon any point of law. If my Lord of Treves agrees with + me, your objection is disallowed.” + </p> + <p> + “I agree,” said the Elector of Treves. + </p> + <p> + “My Lord of Cologne,” said Mayence, turning towards the person + addressed, “the decision of the Court is against you.” + </p> + <p> + Hildegunde was already learning a lesson. Although dazed by the verdict, + she could not but admire the quiet, conversational tone adopted by the + three men before her, as compared with her own late vehemence. + </p> + <p> + “The decision of the Court is not unexpected,” said Cologne, + “and I regret that I am compelled to appeal.” + </p> + <p> + “To whom will you appeal?” inquired Mayence mildly, “The + Emperor, as you know, is quite unfit for the transaction of public + business, and even if such were not the case, would hesitate to overturn a + decision given by a majority of this Court.” + </p> + <p> + “I appeal,” replied Cologne, “to a power that even + Emperors must obey; the power of physical force.” + </p> + <p> + “You mean,” said Mayence sadly, “to the three thousand + men concealed in the forest behind this house in which you are an honored + guest?” + </p> + <p> + The Elector of Cologne was so taken aback by this almost whispered remark + that he was momentarily struck speechless. A sudden pallor swept the usual + ruddiness from his face. The Lord of Mayence gently inclined his head as + if awaiting an answer, and when it did not come, went on impassively: + </p> + <p> + “I may inform you, my Lord, that my army occupies the capital city + of Frankfort, able and ready to quell any disturbance that may be caused + by the announcement of the Emperor’s death, but there are still + plenty of seasoned troops ready to uphold the decisions of this Court. + When your spies scoured the country in the forests, and along the river + almost to the gates of my city of Mayence, they appeared to labor under + the illusion that I could move my soldiers only overland. Naturally, they + met no sign of such an incursion, because I had requisitioned a hundred + barges which I found empty in the river Main by Frankfort. These were + floated down the Main to Mayence, and there received their quota of a + hundred men each. The night being dark they came down the Rhine, it seems, + quite unobserved, and are now concealed in the mouth of the river Lahn + directly opposite this Castle. + </p> + <p> + “When my flag is hoisted on the staff of the main tower this + flotilla will be at the landing below us within half an hour. You + doubtless have made similar arrangements for bringing your three thousand + down upon Stolzenfels, but the gates of this Castle are now closed. + Indeed, Stolzenfels was put in condition to withstand a siege very shortly + after you and your ward entered it, and it is garrisoned by two hundred + fighting men, kindly provided at my suggestion by my brother of Treves. I + doubt if its capture is possible, even though you gave the signal, which + we will not allow. Of course, your plan of capturing Treves and myself was + a good one could it be carried out, for a man in jeopardy will always + compromise, and as I estimate you are in that position I should be glad to + know what arrangement you propose.” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop of Cologne did not reply, but stood with bent head and + frowning brow. It was the Countess von Sayn who, rising, spoke: + </p> + <p> + “My Lord Archbishop of Mayence,” she said, “I could + never forgive myself if through action of mine a fatal struggle took place + between my countrymen. I have no desire to enact the part of Helen of + Troy. I am therefore ready and willing to be imprisoned, or to marry + Prince Roland of Frankfort, whichever alternative you command, so long as + no disadvantage comes to my friend, his Lordship of Cologne.” + </p> + <p> + “Madam,” said Mayence suavely, “there are not <i>now</i> + two alternatives, as you suppose.” + </p> + <p> + “In such case, your Highness, I betake myself instantly to Pfalz + Castle, and I ask that my guardian be allowed to escort me on the journey.” + </p> + <p> + “Madam, your determination is approved, and your request granted, + but, as the business for which the three Electors were convened is not yet + accomplished, I request you to withdraw until such time as an agreement + has been arrived at. Father Ambrose is permitted to accompany you.” + </p> + <p> + The gallant Elector of Treves sprang at once to his feet, pleading for the + privilege of conducting the Countess to the apartments of his sister and + her daughter. As the door to the ante-room opened the Elector of Cologne, + whose eyes followed his departing ward, did not fail to observe that the + lobby was thronged with armed men, and he realized now, if he had not done + so from Mayence’s observation, how completely he was trapped. Even + had a hundred thousand of his soldiers stood in readiness on the hills, it + was impossible for him to give the signal bringing them to his rescue. + </p> + <p> + A few minutes later the Elector of Treves returned, and took his place at + Mayence’s right hand. The latter spoke as though the conference had + been unanimous and amiable. + </p> + <p> + “Now that we three are alone together, I think we shall discuss our + problems under a feeling of less apprehension if the small army in the + forest is bade God-speed on its way to Cologne. Such being the case,” + he went on, turning to Cologne, “would you kindly write an order to + that effect to your commander. Inform him that we three Electors wish to + review your troops from the northern balcony, and bid them file past from + the hills to the river road. They are to cross the Moselle by the old + bridge, and so return to your city. You will perhaps pledge faith that no + signal will be made to your officers as they pass us. I make this appeal + with the greater confidence since you are well aware three thousand men + would but destroy themselves in any attempt to capture this Castle, with + an army of ten thousand on their flank to annihilate them. Do you agree?” + </p> + <p> + “I agree,” replied Cologne. + </p> + <p> + He wrote out the order required, and handed it to Mayence, who scrutinized + the document with some care before passing it on to Treves. Mayence + addressed Cologne in his blandest tones: + </p> + <p> + “Would you kindly instruct our colleague how to get that message + safely into the hands of your commander.” + </p> + <p> + “If he will have it sent to the head of my small escort, ordering + him to take it directly up the hill behind this Castle until he comes to + my sentinels, whom he knows personally, they will allow him to pass + through, and deliver my written command to the officer in charge.” + </p> + <p> + This being done, and Treves once more returned, Mayence said: + </p> + <p> + “I am sure we all realize that the Countess von Sayn, however + admirable in other respects, possesses an independent mind and a + determined will rendering her quite unsuited for the station we intended + her to occupy. I think her guardian must be convinced now, even though he + had little suspicion of it before, that this lady would not easily be + influenced by any considerations we might place before her. The + regrettable incidents of this conference have probably instilled into her + mind a certain prejudice against us.” + </p> + <p> + Here, for the first time, the Elector of Cologne laughed. + </p> + <p> + “It is highly probable, my Lord,” he said, “and, indeed, + your moderate way of putting the case is unanswerable. Her ladyship as an + Empress under our influence is out of the question. I therefore make a + proposal with some confidence, quite certain it will please you both. I + venture to nominate for the position of Empress that very demure and + silent lady who is niece of my brother the Elector of Treves.” + </p> + <p> + Treves strangled a gasp in its birth, but could not suppress the light of + ambition that suddenly leaped into his eyes. The elevation of his widowed + sister’s child to the Imperial throne was an advantage so + tremendous, and came about so unexpectedly, that for the moment his slow + brain was numbed by the glorious prospect. It seemed incredible that + Cologne had actually put forward such a proposition. + </p> + <p> + The eyes of Mayence veiled themselves almost to shutting point, but in no + other manner did emotion show. Like a flash his alert mind saw the full + purport of the bombshell Cologne had so carelessly tossed between himself + and his henchman. Cologne, having lost everything, had now proved clever + enough to set by the ears those who overruled him by their united vote. If + this girl were made Empress she would be entirely under the influence of + her uncle, of whose household she had been a pliant member ever since + childhood. Yet what was Mayence to do? Should he object to the nomination, + he would at once obliterate the unswerving loyalty of Treves, and if this + happened, Treves and Cologne, joining, would outvote him, and his + objection would prove futile. He would enrage Treves without carrying his + own point, and he knew that he held his position only because of the + dog-like fidelity of the weaker man. Slow anger rose in his heart as he + pictured the conditions of the future. Whatever influence he sought to + exert upon the Emperor by the indirect assistance of the Empress, must be + got at through the complacency of Treves, who would gradually come to + appreciate his own increased importance. + </p> + <p> + All this passed through the mind of Mayence, and his decision had been + arrived at before Treves recovered his composure. + </p> + <p> + “It gives me great pleasure,” said the Elector of Mayence, + firmly suppressing the malignancy of his glance towards the man seated on + his left,—“it gives me very great pleasure indeed to second so + admirable a nomination, the more so that I am thus permitted to offer my + congratulations to an esteemed colleague and a valued friend. My Lord of + Treves, I trust that you will make this nomination unanimous, for, to my + delight, his Lordship of Cologne anticipated, by a few moments the + proposal I was about to submit to you.” + </p> + <p> + “My Lord,” stammered Treves, finding his voice with + difficulty, “I—I—of course will agree to whatever the + Court decides. I—I thank you, my Lord, and you too, my brother of + Cologne.” + </p> + <p> + “Then,” cried Mayence, almost joyfully, “the task for + which we are convened is accomplished, and I declare this Court adjourned.” + </p> + <p> + He rose from his chair. The overjoyed Prince at his right took no thought + of the fact that their chairman had not called upon the lady that she + might receive the decision of the conclave and answer the questions to be + put to her, but Cologne perceived the omission, and knew that from that + moment Mayence would set his subtility at work to nullify the nomination. + Even though his bombshell had not exploded, and the two other Electors + were apparently greater friends than ever, Cologne had achieved his + immediate object, and was satisfied. + </p> + <p> + Through the open windows came the sound of the steady tramping of + disciplined men, and the metallic clash of armor and arms in transit. + </p> + <p> + “Ah, now,” cried Mayence, “we will enjoy the advantage + of reviewing the brave troops of Cologne. Lead the way, my Lord of Treves. + You know the Castle better than we do.” + </p> + <p> + The proud Treves, treading on air, guided his guests to the northern + balcony. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0012" id="link2H_4_0012"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + XI. GOLD GALORE THAT TAKES TO ITSELF WINGS + </h2> + <p> + In the thick darkness Roland paced up and down the east bank of the Rhine + at a spot nearly midway between Assmannshausen and Ehrenfels. The night + was intensely silent, its stillness merely accentuated by the gentle + ripple of the water current against the barge’s blunt nose, which + pointed upstream. Standing motionless as a statue, the massive figure of + Captain Blumenfels appeared in deeper blackness against the inky hills on + the other side of the Rhine. Long sweeps lay parallel to the bulwarks of + the barge, and stalwart men were at their posts, waiting the word of + command to handle these exaggerated oars, in defiance of wind and tide. On + this occasion, however, the tide only would be against them, for the + strong southern breeze was wholly favorable. Their voyage that night would + be short, but strenuous; merely crossing the river, and tying up against + the opposite bank; but the Rhine swirled powerfully round the rock of + Ehrenfels above them, and the men at the sweeps must pull vigorously if + they were not to be carried down into premature danger. + </p> + <p> + Roland, who when they left Frankfort was in point of time the youngest + member of the guild, now seemed, if one could distinguish him through the + gloom of the night, to have become years older, and there was an added + dignity in his bearing, for, although now but a potential freebooter, he + had received assurance that he would be eventually elected Emperor. + </p> + <p> + He had sent word that morning to Greusel at the Golden Anker, bidding him + get together his men, and lead them up to the barge not later than an hour + before the moon rose, for Roland was anxious to reach the other side of + the Rhine unseen from either shore. He cautioned Greusel to make his march + a silent one, and this order Joseph at first found some difficulty in + carrying out, but in any case he need have entertained no fear. The strong + red wine of Assmannshausen is a potent liquid, and the inhabitants of the + town were accustomed to song and laughter on the one street of the place + at all hours of the night. + </p> + <p> + When they arrived, the men were quiet enough, and speedily stowed + themselves away in their quarters at the stern of the barge, whereupon + Roland, the last to spring aboard, waved his hand at the captain to cast + off. The nose of the boat was shoved away from land, and then the powerful + sweeps dipped into the water. Slowly but surely she made her way across + the river; silent and invisible from either bank. The current, however, + swept them down opposite the twinkling lights of Assmannshausen, after + which, in the more tranquil waters of the western shore, they rowed + steadily upstream for about half a league, and then, with ropes tied round + trees growing at the water’s edge, laid up for the remainder of the + night. + </p> + <p> + Roland now counseled his company to enjoy what sleep was possible, as they + would be roused at the first glint of daybreak; so, with great + good-nature, each man wrapped himself up in his cloak and lay down on the + cabin floor. + </p> + <p> + When the eastern sky became gray, the slumberers were awakened, and a + ration of bread and wine served to each. The captain already had received + his instructions, and the men discarding their cloaks, followed their + leader into the still gloomy forest. Here, with as little noise as might + be, they climbed the steep wooded hill, and arriving at something almost + like a path, a hundred yards up from the river, they turned to the right, + and so marched, no man speaking above a whisper. + </p> + <p> + The forest became lighter and lighter, and at last Roland, holding up his + hand to sign caution, turned to the left from the path, and farther up + into the unbroken forest. They had traversed perhaps a league when another + silent order brought them to a standstill, and peering through the trees + to the east, the men caught glimpses of the grand, gray battlements of + that famous stronghold, Rheinstein, seeing at the corner nearest them a + square tower, next a machicolated curtain of wall, and a larger square + tower almost as high as the first hanging over the precipice that + descended to the Rhine. Inside this impregnable enclosure rose the great + bulk of the Castle itself, and near at hand the massive square keep, with + an octagonal turret on the southeast corner, the top of which was the + highest point of the stronghold, although a round tower rising directly + over the Rhine was not much lower. + </p> + <p> + Roland, advancing through the trees, but motioning his men to remain where + they were, peered across to the battlements and down at the entrance gate. + </p> + <p> + Baron von Hohenfels sat so secure in his elevated robber’s nest, + which he deemed invincible—and, indeed, the cliff on which it stood, + nearly a hundred yards high, made it so if approached from the Rhine—that + he kept only one man on watch, and this sentinel was stationed on the + elevated platform of the round tower. Roland saw him yawn wearily as he + leaned against his tall lance, and was glad to learn that even one man + kept guard, for at first he feared that all within the Castle were asleep, + the round tower, until Roland had shifted his position to the north, being + blotted out by the nearer square donjon keep. Now satisfied, he signaled + his men to sit down, which they did. He himself took up a position behind + a tree, where, unseen, he could watch the man with the lance. + </p> + <p> + So indolent was the sentry that Roland began to fear the barge would pass + by unnoticed. Not for months had any sailing craft appeared on the river, + and doubtless the warden regarded his office as both useless and + wearisome. Brighter and brighter became the eastern sky, and at last a + tinge of red appeared above the hills across the silent Rhine. Suddenly + the guardian straightened up, then, shading his eyes with his right hand, + he leaned over the battlements, peering to the south. A moment later the + stillness was rent by a lusty shout, and the man disappeared as if he had + fallen through a trap-door. Presently the notes of a bugle echoed within + the walls, followed by clashes of armor and the buzzing sound of men, as + though a wasp’s nest had been disturbed. Half a dozen came into + sight on top of the various towers and battlements, glanced at the river, + and vanished as hastily as the sentinel had done. + </p> + <p> + At last the gates came ponderously open, and the first three men to emerge + were on horseback, one of them hastily getting into an outer garment, but + the well-trained horses, who knew their business quite as thoroughly as + their riders, for they were accustomed to plunge into the river if any + barge disobeyed the order commanding it to halt, turned from the gate, and + dashed down the steep road that descended through the forest. The + men-at-arms poured forth with sword or pike, and in turn went out of + sight. They appeared to be leaderless, dashing forward in no particular + formation, yet, like the horses, they knew their business. All this + turmoil was not without its effect on Roland’s following, who edged + forward on hands and knees to discover what was going on, everyone + breathless with excitement; but they saw their leader cool and motionless, + counting on his fingers the number of men who passed out, for he knew + exactly how many fighters the Castle contained. + </p> + <p> + “Not yet, not yet!” he whispered. + </p> + <p> + Finally three lordly individuals strode out; officers their more + resplendent clothing indicated them to be, and the trio followed the + others. + </p> + <p> + “Ha!” cried Roland, “old Baron Hugo drank too deeply + last night to be so early astir.” + </p> + <p> + He was speaking aloud now. + </p> + <p> + “Take warning from that, my lads, and never allow wine to interfere + with business. Follow me, but cautiously, one after the other in single + file, and look to your footing. ‘Tis perilous steep between here and + the gate;” and, indeed, so they found it, but all reached the level + forecourt in safety, and so through the open portal. + </p> + <p> + “Close and bar those gates,” was the next command, instantly + obeyed. + </p> + <p> + Down the stone steps of the Castle, puffing and grunting, came a gigantic, + obese individual, his face bloated with excess, his eyes bleary with the + lees of too much wine. He was struggling into his doublet, assisted by a + terrified old valet, and was swearing most deplorably. Seeing the crowd at + the gate, and half-blindly mistaking them for his own men, he roared: + </p> + <p> + “What do you there, you hounds? To the river, every man of you, and + curse your leprous, indolent souls! Why in the fiend’s name—” + But here he came to an abrupt stop on the lowest step, the sting of a + sword’s point at his throat, and now, out of breath, his purple face + became mottled. + </p> + <p> + “Good morning to you, Baron Hugo von Hohenfels. These men whom you + address so coarsely obey no orders but mine.” + </p> + <p> + “And who, imp of Satan, are you?” sputtered the old man. + </p> + <p> + “By profession a hangman. From our fastnesses in the hills, seeing a + barge float down the river, we thought it likely you would leave the + Castle undefended, and so came in to execute the Prince of Robbers.” + </p> + <p> + The Baron was quaking like a huge jelly. It was evident that, although + noted for his cruelty, he was at heart a coward. + </p> + <p> + “You—you—you—” he stammered, “are + outlaws! You are outlaws from the Hunsruck.” + </p> + <p> + “How clever of you, Baron, to recognize us at once. Now you know + what to expect. Greusel, unwind the rope I gave you last night. I will + show you its purpose.” + </p> + <p> + Greusel did as he was requested without comment, but Ebearhard approached + closely to his chief, and whispered: + </p> + <p> + “Why resort to violence? We have no quarrel with this elephant. + ‘Tis his gold we want, and to hang him is a waste of time.” + </p> + <p> + “Hush, Ebearhard,” commanded Roland sternly. “The + greater includes the less. I know this man, and am taking the quickest way + to his treasure-house.” + </p> + <p> + Ebearhard fell back, but by this time the useful Greusel had made a loop + of the rope, and threw it like a cravat around the Baron’s neck. + </p> + <p> + “No, no, no!” cried the frightened nobleman. “‘Tis + not my life you seek. That is of no use to such as you; and, besides, I + have never harmed the outlaws.” + </p> + <p> + “That is a lie,” said Roland. “You sent an expedition + against us just a year ago.” + </p> + <p> + “‘Twas not I,” protested Hohenfels, “but the + pirate of Falkenberg. Still, no matter. I’ll buy my life from you. I + am a wealthy man.” + </p> + <p> + “How much?” asked Roland, hesitating. + </p> + <p> + “More than all of you can carry away.” + </p> + <p> + “In gold?” + </p> + <p> + “Of a surety in gold.” + </p> + <p> + “Where are the keys of your treasury?” + </p> + <p> + “In my chamber. I will bring them to you,” and the Baron + turned to mount the steps again. + </p> + <p> + “Not so,” cried Roland. “Stand where you are, and send + your man for them. If they are not here before I count twoscore, you hang, + and nothing will save you.” + </p> + <p> + The Baron told the trembling valet where to find the keys. + </p> + <p> + “Greusel, you and Ebearhard accompany him, and at the first sign of + treachery, or any attempt to give an alarm, run him through with your + swords. Does your man know where the treasury is?” he continued to + the Baron. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, yes, yes!” + </p> + <p> + “How is your gold bestowed?” + </p> + <p> + “In leathern bags.” + </p> + <p> + “Good. Greusel, take sixteen of the men, and bring down into the + courtyard all the gold you can carry. Then we will estimate whether or not + it is sufficient to buy the Baron’s life, for I hold him in high + esteem. He is a valuable man. See to it that there is no delay, Greusel, + and never lose sight of this valet. Bring him back, laden with gold.” + </p> + <p> + They all disappeared within the Castle, led by the old servitor. + </p> + <p> + “Sit you down, Baron,” said Roland genially. “You seem + agitated, for which there is no cause should there prove to be gold enough + to outweigh you.” + </p> + <p> + The ponderous noble seated himself with a weary sigh. + </p> + <p> + “And pray to the good Lord above us,” went on Roland, “that + your men may not return before this transaction is completed, for if they + do, my first duty will be to strangle you. Even gold will not save you in + that case. But still, you have another chance for your life, should such + an untoward event take place. Shout to them through the closed gates that + they must return to the edge of the river until you join them; then, if + they obey, you are spared. Remember, I beg of you, the uselessness of an + outcry, for we are in possession of Rheinstein, and you know that the + Castle is unassailable from without.” + </p> + <p> + The Baron groaned. + </p> + <p> + “Do not be hasty with your cord,” he said dejectedly. “I + will follow your command.” + </p> + <p> + The robbers, however, did not return, but the treasure-searchers did, + piling the bags in the courtyard, and again Hohenfels groaned dismally at + the sight. Roland indicated certain sacks with the point of his sword, + ordering them to be opened. Each was full of gold. + </p> + <p> + “Now, my lads,” he cried, “oblige the Baron by burdening + yourselves with this weight of metal, then we shall make for the Hunsruck. + Open the gates. Lead the men to the point where we halted, Greusel, and + there await me.” + </p> + <p> + The rich company departed, and Roland beguiled the time and the weariness + of the Baron by a light and interesting conversation to which there was + neither reply nor interruption. At last, having allowed time for his band + to reach their former halting-place, he took the rope from the Baron’s + neck, tied the old robber’s hands behind him, then bound his feet, + cutting the rope in lengths with his sword. He served the trembling valet + in the same way, shutting him up within the Castle, and locking the door + with the largest key in the bunch, which bunch he threw down beside his + lordship. + </p> + <p> + “Baron von Hohenfels,” he said, “I have kept my word + with you, and now bid farewell. I leave you out-of-doors, because you seem + rather scant of breath, for which complaint fresh air is beneficial. + Adieu, my lord Baron.” + </p> + <p> + The Baron said nothing as Roland, with a sweep of his bonnet, took leave + of him, climbed the steep path and joined his waiting men. He led them + along the hillside, through the forest for some distance, then descended + to the water’s edge. The river was blank, so they all sat down under + the trees out of sight, leaving one man on watch. Here Roland spent a very + anxious half-hour, mitigated by the knowledge that the men of Rheinstein + were little versed in woodcraft, and so might not be able to trace the + fugitives. It was likely they would make a dash in quite the opposite + direction, towards the Hunsruck, because Hohenfels believed they were + outlaws from that district, and did not in any way associate them with the + plundered barge. + </p> + <p> + But if the robbers of Rheinstein took a fancy to sink the barge, an act + only too frequently committed, then were Roland and his company in a + quandary, without food, or means of crossing the river. However, he was + sure that Captain Blumenfels would follow his instructions, which were to + offer no resistance, but rather to assist the looters in their exactions. + </p> + <p> + “Within a league,” said Roland to his men, “stand three + pirate castles: Rheinstein, which we have just left; Falkenberg, but a + short distance below, and then Sonneck. If nothing happens to the barge, I + expect to finish with all three before nightfall; for, the strongholds + being so close together, we must work rapidly, and not allow news of our + doings to leap in advance of us.” + </p> + <p> + “But suppose,” said Kurzbold, “that Hohenfels’ men + hold the barge at the landing for their own use?” + </p> + <p> + “We will wait here for another half-hour,” replied Roland, + “and then, if we see nothing of the boat, proceed along the water’s + edge until we learn what has become of her. I do not think the thieves + will interfere with the barge, as they have not been angered either by + disobedience of their orders to land, or resistance after the barge is by + the shore. Besides, I count on the fact that the officers, at least, will + be anxious to let the barge proceed, hoping other laden boats may follow, + and, indeed, I think for this reason they will be much more moderate in + their looting than we have been.” + </p> + <p> + Before he had finished speaking, the man on watch by the water announced + the barge in sight, floating down with the current. At this they all + emerged from the forest. Captain Blumenfels, carefully scanning the shore, + saw them at once, and turned the boat’s head towards the spot where + they stood. + </p> + <p> + The bags of gold were bolted away in the stout lockers extending on each + side of the cabin. While this was being done, Roland gave minute + instructions to the captain regarding the next item in the programme, and + once more entered the forest with his men. + </p> + <p> + The task before them was more difficult than the spoiling of Rheinstein, + because the huge bulk of Falkenberg stood on a summit of treeless rock; + the Castle itself, a gigantic, oblong gray mass, with a slender square + campanile some distance from it, rising high above its battlements on the + slope that went down towards the Rhine, forming thus an excellent + watch-tower. But although the conical hill of rock was bare of the large + trees that surrounded Rheinstein, there were plenty of bowlders and + shrubbery behind which cover could be sought. On this occasion the + marauding guild could not secure a position on a level with the + battlements of the Castle, as had been the case behind Rheinstein, and, + furthermore, they were compelled to make their dash for the gate up-hill. + </p> + <p> + But these disadvantages were counterbalanced by the fact that Falkenberg + was situated much higher than Rheinstein, and was farther away from the + river, so that when the garrison descended to the water’s edge it + could not return as speedily as was the case with Hohenfels’ men. + Rheinstein stood directly over the water, and only two hundred and sixty + feet above it, while, comparatively speaking, Falkenberg was back in the + country. Still all these castles had been so long unmolested, and + considered themselves so secure, that adequate watching had fallen into + abeyance, and at Falkenberg guard was kept by one lone man on the tall + campanile. The attacking party saw no one on the battlements of the + Castle, so worked their way round the hill until the man on the tower was + hidden from them by the bulk of the Castle itself, and thus they crawled + like lizards from bush to bush, from stone to stone, and from rock-ledge + to rock-ledge, taking their time, and not deserting one position of + obscurity until another was decided upon. The fact that the watchman was + upon the Rhine side of the Castle greatly favored a stealthy approach from + any landward point. + </p> + <p> + At last the alarm was given; the gate opened, and, as it proved, every man + in the Castle went headlong down the hill. The amateur cracksmen therefore + had everything their own way, and while this at first seemed an advantage, + they speedily found it the reverse, for although they wandered from room + to room, the treasure could not be discovered. The interior of Falkenberg + was unknown to Roland, this being one of the strongholds where he had been + compelled to sleep in an outhouse. At last they found the door to the + treasure-chamber, for Roland suggested it was probably in a similar + position to that at Rheinstein, and those who had accompanied Hohenfels’ + valet made search according to this hint, and were rewarded by coming upon + a door so stoutly locked that all their efforts to force it open were + fruitless. + </p> + <p> + Deeply disappointed, with a number of the men grumbling savagely, they + were compelled to withdraw empty handed, warned by approaching shouts that + the garrison was returning, so the men crawled away as they had come, and + made for the river, where on this occasion the boat already awaited them. + </p> + <p> + The lord of Falkenberg proved as moderate in his exactions as the men of + Rheinstein. Many bales had been cut open, and the thieves, with the + knowledge of cloth-weavers, selected in every case only the best goods, + but of these had taken merely enough for one costume each. + </p> + <p> + Although the company had made so early a beginning, it was past noon by + the time they reached the barge on the second occasion. A substantial meal + was served, for every man was ravenously hungry, besides being disgusted + to learn that there were ups and downs even in the trade of thievery. + </p> + <p> + Early in the afternoon they made for the delicate Castle of Sonneck, whose + slender turrets stood out beautifully against the blue sky. Here excellent + cover was found within sight of the doorway, for Sonneck stood alone on + its rock without the protection of a wall. + </p> + <p> + In this case the experience of Rheinstein was repeated, with the exception + that it was not the master of the Castle they encountered, but a + frightened warder, who, with a sharp sword to influence him, produced keys + and opened the treasury. Not nearly so large a haul of gold was made as in + the first instance, yet enough was obtained to constitute a most lucrative + day’s work, and with this they sought the barge in high spirits. + </p> + <p> + They waited in the shadow of the hills until dusk, then quietly made their + way across the river behind the shelter of the two islands, and so came to + rest alongside the bank, just above the busy town of Lorch, scarcely two + leagues down the river from the berth they had occupied the night before. + After the barge was tied up, Roland walked on deck with the captain, + listening to his account of events from the level of the river surface. It + proved that, all in all, Roland could suggest no amendment of the day’s + proceedings. So far as Blumenfels was concerned, everything had gone + without a hitch. + </p> + <p> + As they promenaded thus, one of the men came forward, and said, rather + cavalierly: + </p> + <p> + “Commander, your comrades wish to see you in the cabin.” + </p> + <p> + Roland made no reply, but continued his conversation with the captain + until he learned from that somewhat reticent individual all he wished to + know. Then he walked leisurely aft, and descended into the cabin, where he + found the eighteen seated on the lockers, as if the conclave were a + deliberate body like the Electors, who had come to some momentous + decision. + </p> + <p> + “We have unanimously passed a resolution,” said Kurzbold, + “that the money shall be divided equally amongst us each evening. + You do not object, I suppose?” + </p> + <p> + “No; I don’t object to your passing a resolution.” + </p> + <p> + “Very good. We do not wish to waste time just now in the division, + because we are going to Lorch, intending to celebrate our success with a + banquet. Would Greusel, Ebearhard, and yourself care to join us?” + </p> + <p> + “I cannot speak for the other two,” returned Roland quietly; + “but personally I shall be unable to attend, as there are some plans + for the future which need thinking over.” + </p> + <p> + “In that case we shall not expect you,” went on Kurzbold, who + seemed in no way grieved at the loss of his commander’s company. + </p> + <p> + “Perhaps,” suggested John Gensbein, “our chief will drop + in upon us later in the evening. We learned at Assmannshausen that the + Krone is a very excellent tavern, so we shall sup there.” + </p> + <p> + “How did you know we were to stop at Lorch?” asked Roland, + wondering if in any way they had heard he was to meet Goebel’s + emissary in this village. + </p> + <p> + “We were not sure,” replied Gensbein, “but we made + inquiries concerning all the villages and castles down the Rhine, and have + taken notes.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, in that case you are well qualified as a guide. I may find + occasion to use the knowledge thus acquired.” + </p> + <p> + “We are all equally involved in this expedition,” said + Kurzbold impatiently, “and you must not imagine yourself the only + person to be considered. But we lose time. What we wish at the present + moment is that you will unlock one of these chests, and divide amongst us + a bag of gold. The rest is to be partitioned when we return this evening; + and after that, Herr Roland, we shall not need to trouble you by asking + for more money.” + </p> + <p> + “Are the thirty thalers I gave you the other day all spent, Herr + Kurzbold?” + </p> + <p> + “No matter for that,” replied this insubordinate ex-president. + “The money in the lockers is ours, and we demand a portion of it + now, with the remainder after the banquet.” + </p> + <p> + Without another word, Roland took the bunch of keys from his belt, opened + one of the lockers, lifted out a bag of gold, untied the thongs, and + poured out the coins on the lid of the chest, which he locked again. + </p> + <p> + “There is the money,” he said to Kurzbold. “I shall send + Greusel and Ebearhard to share in its distribution, and thus you can + invite them to your banquet. My own portion you may leave on the lid of + the locker.” + </p> + <p> + With that he departed up on deck again, and said to his officers: + </p> + <p> + “Kurzbold, on behalf of the men, has demanded a bag of gold. You + will go to the cabin and receive your share. They will also invite you to + a banquet at the Krone. Accept that invitation, and if possible engage a + private room, as you did at Assmannshausen, to prevent the men talking + with any of the inhabitants. Keep them roystering there until all the + village has gone to bed; then convoy them back to the barge as quietly as + you can. A resolution has been passed that the money is to be divided + amongst our warriors on their return, but I imagine that they will be in + no condition to act as accountants when I have the pleasure of beholding + them again, so if anything is said about the apportionment, suggest a + postponement of the ceremony until morning. I need not add that I expect + you both to drink sparingly, for this is advice I intend to follow myself.” + </p> + <p> + Roland paced the deck deep in thought until his difficult contingent + departed towards the twinkling lights of the village, then he went to the + cabin, poured his share of the gold into his pouch, and followed the + company at a distance into Lorch. He avoided the Krone, and after + inquiring his way, stopped at the much smaller hostelry, Mergler’s + Inn. Here he gave his name, and asking if any one waited for him, was + conducted upstairs to a room where he found Herr Kruger just about to sit + down to his supper. A stout lad nearing twenty years of age stood in the + middle of the room, and from his appearance Roland did not need the elder + man’s word for it that this was his son. + </p> + <p> + “I took the precaution of bringing him with me,” said Kruger, + “as I thought two horsemen were better than one in the business I + had undertaken.” + </p> + <p> + “You were quite right,” returned Roland, “and I + congratulate you upon so stalwart a traveling companion. With your + permission I shall order a meal, and sup with you, thus we may save time + by talking while we eat, because you will need to depart as speedily as + possible.” + </p> + <p> + “You mean in the darkness? To-night?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; as soon as you can get away. There are urgent reasons why you + should be on the road without delay. How came you here?” + </p> + <p> + “On horseback; first down the Main, then along the Rhine.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well. In the darkness you will return by the way you came, but + only as far as the Castle of Ehrenfels, three leagues from here. There you + are to rouse up the custodian, and in safety spend the remainder of the + night. To-morrow morning he will furnish you a guide to conduct you + through the forest to Wiesbaden, and from thence you know your way to + Frankfort, which you should reach not later than evening.” + </p> + <p> + At this point the landlord, who had been summoned, came in. + </p> + <p> + “I will dine with my friends here,” said Roland. “I + suppose I need not ask if you possess some of the good red wine of Lorch, + which they tell me equals that of Assmannshausen?” + </p> + <p> + “Of the very best, mein Herr, the product of my own vineyard, and I + can therefore guarantee it sound. As for equaling that of Assmannshausen, + we have always considered it superior, and, indeed, many other good judges + agree with us.” + </p> + <p> + “Then bring me a stoup of it, and you will be enabled to add my + opinion to that of the others.” + </p> + <p> + When the landlord produced the wine, Roland raised it to his lips, and + absorbed a hearty draught. + </p> + <p> + “This is indeed most excellent, landlord, and does credit alike to + your vines and your inn. I wish to send two large casks of so fine a wine + to a merchant of my acquaintance in Frankfort, and my friend, Herr Kruger, + has promised to convey it thither. If you can spare me two casks of such + excellent vintage, they will make an evenly balanced burden for the horse.” + </p> + <p> + “Surely, mein Herr.” + </p> + <p> + “Choose two of those long casks, landlord, with bung-holes of the + largest at the sides. Do you possess such a thing as a pack-saddle?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, yes.” + </p> + <p> + “And you, my young friend,” he said, turning to Kruger’s + son, “rode here on a saddle?” + </p> + <p> + “No,” interjected his father; “I ride a saddle, but my + son was forced to content himself with a length of Herr Goebel’s + coarse cloth, folded four times, and strapped to the horse’s back.” + </p> + <p> + “Then the cloth may still be used as a cushion for the pack-saddle, + and you, my lad, will be compelled to walk, to which I dare venture you + are well accustomed.” + </p> + <p> + The lad grinned, but made no objection. + </p> + <p> + “Now, landlord, while we eat, fill your casks with wine, then place + the pack-saddle on the back of this young man’s horse, and the casks + thereon, for I dare say you have men expert in such a matter.” + </p> + <p> + “There are no better the length of the Rhine,” said the + landlord proudly. + </p> + <p> + “Lay the casks so that the bung-holes are upward, and do not drive + the bungs more tightly in place than is necessary, for they are to be + extracted before Frankfort is reached, that another friend of mine may + profit by the wine. When this is done, bring me word, and let me know how + much I owe you.” + </p> + <p> + The landlord gone, the three men fell to their meal. + </p> + <p> + “There is more gold,” said Roland, “than I expected, and + it is impossible even for two of you to carry it in bags attached to your + belts. Besides, if you are molested, such bestowal of it would prove most + unsafe. A burden of wine, however, is too common either to attract notice + or arouse cupidity. I propose, then, when we leave here, to bring you to + the barge belonging to Herr Goebel, and taking out the bungs, we will pour + the gold into the barrels, letting the wine that is displaced overflow to + the ground. Then we will stoutly drive in the bungs, and should the guards + question you at the gates of Frankfort, you may let them taste the wine if + they insist, and I dare say it will contain no flavor of the metal.” + </p> + <p> + “A most excellent suggestion,” said Herr Kruger with + enthusiasm. “An admirable plan; for I confess I looked forward with + some anxiety to this journey, laden down with bags of gold under my cloak.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes. You are simply an honest drinker, tired of the white wine of + Frankfort, and providing yourself with the stronger fluid that Lorch + produces. I am sure you will deliver the money safely to Herr Goebel, + somewhat in drink, it is true, but, like the rest of us, none the worse + for that when the fumes are gone.” + </p> + <p> + The repast finished, and all accounts liquidated, the trio left the inn, + and, leading the two horses, reached the barge without observation. Here + the bungs were removed from the casks, and the three men, assisted by the + captain, quietly and speedily opened bag after bag, pouring the coins down + into the wine; surely a unique adulteration, astonishing even to so heady + a fluid as the vintage of Lorch. From the whole amount Roland deducted two + thousand thalers, which he divided equally between two empty bags. + </p> + <p> + “This thousand thalers,” said he to Kruger, “is to be + shared by your son and yourself, in addition to whatever you may receive + from Herr Goebel. The other you will hand to the custodian of Ehrenfels + Castle, saying it came from his friend Roland, and is recompense for the + money he lent the other day. That will be an effective letter of + introduction to him. Say that I ask him to send his son with you as guide + through the forest to Wiesbaden; and so good-night and good luck to you.” + </p> + <p> + It was long after midnight when the guild came roystering up the bank of + the Rhine to the barge. The moon had risen, and gave them sufficient light + to steer a reasonably straight course without danger of falling into the + water. Ebearhard was with them, but Greusel walked rapidly ahead, so that + he might say a few words to his chief before the others arrived. + </p> + <p> + “I succeeded in preventing their talking with any stranger, but they + have taken aboard enough wine to make them very difficult and rather + quarrelsome if thwarted. When I proposed that they should leave the + counting until to-morrow morning they first became suspicious, and then + resented the imputation that they were not in fit condition for such a + task. I recommend, therefore, that you allow them to divide the money + to-night. It will allay their fear that some trick is to be played upon + them, and if you hint at intoxication, they are likely to get out of hand. + As it does not matter when the money is distributed, I counsel you to + humor them to-night, and postpone reasoning until to-morrow.” + </p> + <p> + “I’ll think about it,” said Roland. + </p> + <p> + “They have bought several casks of wine, and are taking turns in + carrying them. Will you allow this wine to come aboard, even if you + determine to throw it into the water to-morrow?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, yes,” said Roland, with a shrug of the shoulders. “Coax + them into the cabin as quietly as possible, and keep them there if you + can, for should they get on deck, we shall lose some of them in the river.” + </p> + <p> + Greusel turned back to meet the bellowing mob, while Roland roused the + captain and his men. + </p> + <p> + “Get ready,” he said to Blumenfels, “and the moment I + raise my hand, shove off. Make for this side of the larger island, and + come to rest there for the remainder of the night. Command your rowers to + put their whole force into the sweeps.” + </p> + <p> + This was done accordingly, and well done, as was the captain’s + custom. The late moon threw a ghostly light over the scene, and the barren + island proved deserted and forbidding, as the crew tied up the barge + alongside. Most of the lights in Lorch had gone out, and the town lay in + the silence of pallid moonbeams like a city of the dead. Roland stood on + deck with Greusel and Ebearhard by his side, the latter relating the + difficulties of the evening. There had been singing in the cabin during + the passage across, then came a lull in the roar from below, followed by a + shout that betokened danger. An instant later the crowd came boiling up + the short stair to the deck, Kurzbold in command, all swords drawn, and + glistening in the moonlight. + </p> + <p> + “You scoundrel!” he cried to Roland, “those lockers are + full of empty bags.” + </p> + <p> + “I know that,” replied Roland, quietly. “The money is in + safe keeping, and will be honestly divided at the conclusion of this + expedition.” + </p> + <p> + “You thief! You robber!” shouted Kurzbold, flourishing his + weapon. + </p> + <p> + “Quite accurate,” replied Roland, unperturbed. “I was + once called a Prince of Thieves when I did not deserve the title. Now I + have earned it.” + </p> + <p> + “You have earned the penalty of thieving, and we propose to throw + you into the Rhine.” + </p> + <p> + “Not, I trust, before you learn where the money is deposited.” + </p> + <p> + Drunk as they were, this consideration staggered them, but Kurzbold was + mad with rage and wine. + </p> + <p> + “Come on, you poltroons!” he shouted. “There are only + three of them.” + </p> + <p> + “Draw your swords, gentlemen,” whispered Roland, flashing his + own blade in the moonlight. + </p> + <p> + Greusel and Ebearhard obeyed his command. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0013" id="link2H_4_0013"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + XII. THE LAUGHING RED MARGRAVE OF FURSTENBERG + </h2> + <p> + Ebearhard laughed, and took two steps forward. Whenever affairs became + serious, one could always depend on a laugh from Ebearhard. + </p> + <p> + “Excuse me, Commander,” he said, “but you placed Greusel + and me in charge of this pious and sober party; therefore I, being the + least of your officers, must stand the first brunt of our failure to keep + these lambs peaceable for the night. Greusel, stand behind me, and in + front of the Commander. I, being reasonably sober, believe I can cut down + six of the innocents before they finish with me. You will attend to the + next six, leaving exactly half a dozen for Roland to eliminate in his own + fashion. Now, Herr Conrad Kurzbold, come on.” + </p> + <p> + “We have no quarrel with you,” said Kurzbold. “Stand + aside.” + </p> + <p> + “But I force a quarrel upon you, undisciplined pig. Defend yourself, + for, by the Three Kings, I am going to tap your walking wine-barrel!” + </p> + <p> + Kurzbold, however, retreating with more haste than caution, one or two + behind him were sent sprawling, and the half-dozen which were Roland’s + portion tumbled over one another down the steep ladder into the cabin. + </p> + <p> + Ebearhard laughed again when the last man disappeared. + </p> + <p> + “I think,” he said to Roland, “that you will meet no + further trouble from our friends. They evidently broke open the lockers, + alarmed because Greusel and I asked for a postponement of the counting, + probably intending to make the division without our assistance.” + </p> + <p> + “Have you hidden the money?” asked Greusel. + </p> + <p> + “Not exactly,” replied Roland; “but, in case anything + should happen to me, I will tell you what I have done with it.” + </p> + <p> + When he finished his recital, he added: + </p> + <p> + “I will give each of you a letter to Herr Goebel, identifying you. + He is entitled to four thousand five hundred thalers of the money. The + balance you will divide among those of us who survive.” + </p> + <p> + Roland slept on deck, wrapped in his cloak. His two lieutenants took turn + in keeping watch, but nothing except snores came up from the cabin. The + mutineers were not examples of early rising next morning. The sun gave + promise of another warm day, and Roland walked up and down the deck, + anxiety printed on his brow. He had made up his mind to knock at the door + of the Laughing Baron, a giant in stature, reported to be the most + ingenious, most cruel, and bravest of all the robber noblemen of the + Rhine, whose Castle was notoriously the hardest nut to crack along the + banks of that famous river. For several reasons it would not be wise to + linger much longer in the neighborhood of Lorch. The three castles they + had entered the day before were still visible on the western bank. News of + the raid would undoubtedly travel to Furstenberg, also within sight down + the river, and thus the hilarious Margrave would be put on his guard, + overjoyed at the opportunity of trapping the moral marauders. Furstenberg + was also a fief of Cologne, and any molestation of it would involve the + meddler, if identified, in complications with the Church and the + Archbishop. + </p> + <p> + It was necessary, therefore, to move with caution, and to retreat, if + possible, unobserved. These difficulties alone were enough to give pause + to the most intrepid, but Roland was further handicapped by his own + following. How could he hope to accomplish any subtle movement requiring + silence, prompt obedience, and great alertness, supported by men whose + brains were muddled with drink, and whose conduct was saturated with + conspiracy against him? They had wine enough on board to continue their + orgy, and he was quite unable to prevent their carouse. With a deep sigh + he realized that he would be compelled to forego Furstenberg, and thus + leave behind him a virgin citadel, which he knew was bad tactics from a + military point of view. + </p> + <p> + During his meditations his men were coming up from the fuming cabin into + the fresh air and the sunlight. They appeared by twos and threes, yawning + and rubbing their eyes, but no one ventured to interrupt the leader as, + with bent head, he paced back and forth on the deck. The men, indeed, + seemed exceedingly subdued. They passed with almost overdone nonchalance + from the boat to the island, and sauntered towards its lower end, from + which, in the clear morning air, the grim fortress of Furstenberg could be + plainly discerned diagonally across the river. It was Ebearhard who broke + in upon Roland’s reverie. + </p> + <p> + “Our friends appear very quiet this morning, but I observe they have + all happened to coincide upon the northern part of the island as a + rendezvous for their before-breakfast walk. I surmise they are holding a + formal meeting of the guild, but neither Greusel nor I have been invited, + so I suppose that after last night’s display we two are no longer + considered their brethren. This meekness on their part seems to me more + dangerous than last night’s flurry. I think they will demand from + you a knowledge of what has been done with the gold. Have you decided upon + your answer?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; it is their right to know, so I shall tell them the truth. By + this time Kruger is on his way somewhere between Ehrenfels and Wiesbaden. + He will reach Frankfort to-night, and cannot be overtaken.” + </p> + <p> + “Is there not danger that they will desert in a body, return to + Frankfort, and demand from Herr Goebel their share of the spoil?” + </p> + <p> + “No matter for that,” returned Roland. “Goebel will not + part with a florin except under security of such letters as I purpose + giving you and Greusel, and even then only when you have proven to him + that I am dead.” + </p> + <p> + “That is all very well,” demurred Ebearhard, “but don’t + you see what a dangerous power you put into the hands of the rebels? + Goebel is merely a merchant, and, though rich, politically powerless. He + has already come into conflict with the authorities, and spent a term in + prison. Do not forget that the Archbishops have refused to take action + against these robber Barons. Our men, if there happen to be one of brains + among them, can easily terrify Goebel into parting with the treasure by + threatening to confess their own and his complicity in the raids. Consider + what an excellent case they can put forward, stating quite truly that they + joined this expedition in ignorance of its purport, but on the very first + day, learning what was afoot, they deserted their criminal leader, and are + now endeavoring to make restitution. Goebel is helpless. If he says that + they first demanded the gold from him, they as strenuously deny it, and + their denial must be believed, because they come of their own free-will to + the authorities. The merchant, already tainted with treason, having + suffered imprisonment, and narrowly escaped hanging, proves on + investigation to be up to the neck in this affair. There is no difficulty + in learning that his barge went down the river, manned by a crew of his + own choosing. Of course, it need never come to this, because Goebel, being + a shrewd man, could at once see in what jeopardy he stood, and convinced + from the men’s own story that they were part, at least, of your + contingent, would deliver up the treasure to them. Don’t you see he + must do so to save his own neck?” + </p> + <p> + Roland pondered deeply on what had been said to him, but for the moment + made no reply. Greusel, who joined them during the conversation, remaining + silent until Ebearhard had finished, now spoke: + </p> + <p> + “I quite agree with all that has been said.” + </p> + <p> + “What, then, would you advise me to do?” asked Roland. + </p> + <p> + “I have been talking with one or two of the men,” said + Greusel. “(They won’t speak to Ebearhard because he drew his + sword on them.) I find they believe you took advantage of their absence to + bury the gold in what you suppose to be a safe place. They are sure you + are acquainted with no one in Lorch to whom you could safely entrust it, + and of course do not suspect an emissary from Frankfort. I should advise + you to say that arrangements have been made for every man to get his share + so long as nothing untoward happens to you. This will preserve your life + should they go so far as to threaten it, and compel them to stay on with + us. After all, we are merely artisans, and not fighting men. I am + convinced that if ever we are really attacked, we shall make a very poor + showing, even though we carry swords. Remember how the men tumbled over + one another in their haste to get out of reach when Ebearhard flourished + his blade.” + </p> + <p> + “I think Greusel’s suggestion is an excellent one,” put + in Ebearhard. + </p> + <p> + “Very well,” said Roland, “I shall adopt it, although I + had made up my mind fully to enlighten them.” + </p> + <p> + “There is one more matter that I should like to speak to you about,” + continued Ebearhard. “Both at Assmannshausen, and at Lorch last + night, we heard a good deal anent Furstenberg. It is the most dangerous + castle on the Rhine to meddle with. The Laughing Baron, as they call him, + although he is a Margrave, is the only man who dared to stop a king on his + way down the Rhine, and hold him for ransom.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” said Roland; “Adolf of Nassau, on his way to be + crowned at Aix-la-Chapelle.” + </p> + <p> + “Quite so. Well, this huge ruffian—I never can remember his + name; can you, Greusel?” + </p> + <p> + “No, it beats me.” + </p> + <p> + “Margrave Hermann von Katznellenbogenstahleck,” said Roland, + so solemnly that Ebearhard laughed and even Greusel smiled. + </p> + <p> + “That’s the individual,” agreed Ebearhard, “and + you must admit the name itself is a formidable thing to attack, even + without the giant it belongs to.” + </p> + <p> + “Banish all apprehension,” said Roland. “I have already + decided to remain here through the day, and drop quietly down the river + to-night in the darkness past Furstenberg.” + </p> + <p> + “I think that is a wise decision,” said Ebearhard. + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis against all military rules,” demurred Roland, + “but nevertheless with such an army as I lead it seems the only way. + Do the men know that Furstenberg is our point of greatest danger?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; but they do not know so much as I. Last night I left them in + Greusel’s charge, being alarmed about what I heard of Furstenberg, + and engaged a boatman to take me over there before the moon rose. I + discovered that the Laughing Baron has caused a chain to be buoyed up just + below the surface of the water, running diagonally up the river more than + half-way across it, so that any boat coming down is caught and drawn into + the landing, for the main flood of the Rhine, as you know, runs to the + westward of this island. The boatman who ferried me knew about this chain, + but thought it had been abandoned since traffic stopped. He says it runs + right up into the Castle, and the moment a barge strikes against it, a big + bell is automatically rung inside the stronghold, causing the Baron to + laugh so loudly that they sometimes hear him over in Lorch.” + </p> + <p> + “This is very interesting, Ebearhard, and an excellent feat of + scouting must be set down to your credit. Say nothing to the men, because, + although we give Furstenberg the go-by on this occasion, I shall pay my + respects to Herman von Katznellenbogenstahleck on my return, and the + knowledge you bring me will prove useful.” + </p> + <p> + “Ha!” cried Greusel, “here are our infants returning, + all in a body, Kurzbold at their head as usual. I imagine this morning + they are going to depend on rhetoric, and allow their swords to remain in + scabbard. They have evidently come to some momentous decision.” + </p> + <p> + The three retired to the prow of the boat as the guild clambored on at the + stern. The captain and two of his men had taken the skiff belonging to the + barge, and were absent at Lorch, purchasing provisions. Roland stood at + the prow of the barge, slightly in advance of his two lieutenants, and + awaited the approach of Kurzbold, with seventeen men behind him. + </p> + <p> + “Commander,” said the spokesman, with nothing of the late + truculence in his tone, “we have just held a meeting of the guild, + and unanimously agreed to ask you one question, and offer you one + suggestion.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall be pleased,” replied Roland, “to answer the + first if I think it desirable, and take the second into consideration.” + </p> + <p> + He inclined his head to the delegation, and received a low bow in return. + This was a most auspicious beginning, showing a certain improvement of + method on the part of the majority. + </p> + <p> + “The question is, Commander, what have you done with the gold we + captured yesterday?” + </p> + <p> + “A very proper inquiry,” replied Roland, “that it gives + me much pleasure to answer. I have placed the money in a custody which I + believe to be absolute, arranging that if nothing happens to me, this + money shall be properly divided in my presence.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you deny, sir, that the money belongs to us?” + </p> + <p> + “Part of it undoubtedly does, but I, as leader of the expedition, am + morally, if not legally, responsible to you all for its safe keeping. Our + barge has stopped three times so far, and Captain Blumenfels tells me that + he has had no real violence to complain of, but as we progress farther + down the river, we are bound to encounter some Baron who is not so + punctilious; for instance, the Margrave von Katznellenbogenstahleck, whose + stronghold you doubtless saw from the latest meeting-place of the guild. + Such a man as the Margrave is certain to do what you yourselves did + without hesitation last night, that is, break open the lockers, and if + gold were there you may depend it would not long remain in our possession + after the discovery.” + </p> + <p> + “You miss, or rather, evade the point, Commander. Is the gold ours, + or is it yours?” + </p> + <p> + “I have admitted that part of it is yours.” + </p> + <p> + “Then by what right do you assert the power to deal with it, lacking + our consent? If you will pardon me for saying so, you, the youngest of our + company, treat the rest of us as though we were children.” + </p> + <p> + “If I possessed a child that acted at once so obstreperously and in + so cowardly a manner as you did last night, I should cut a stick from the + forest here, and thrash him with such severity that he would never forget + it. As I have not done this to you, I deny that I treat you like children. + The truth is that, although the youngest, I am your commander. We are + engaged in acts of war, therefore military law prevails, and not the code + of Justinian. It is my duty to protect your treasure and my own, and + ensure that each man shall receive his share. After the division you may + do what you please with the money, for you will then be under the common + law, and I should not presume even to advise concerning its disposal.” + </p> + <p> + “You refuse to tell us, then, what you have done with the gold?” + </p> + <p> + “I do. Now proceed with your suggestion.” + </p> + <p> + “I fear I put the case too mildly when I called it a suggestion, + considering the unsatisfactory nature of your reply to my question, + therefore I withdraw the word ‘suggestion,’ and substitute the + word 'command.’” + </p> + <p> + Kurzbold paused, to give his ultimatum the greater force. Behind him rose + a murmur of approval. + </p> + <p> + “Words do not matter in the least. I deal with deeds. Out, then, + with your command!” cried Roland, for the first time exhibiting + impatience. + </p> + <p> + “The command unanimously adopted is this: the Castle of Furstenberg + must be left alone. We know more of that Castle than you do, especially + about its owner and his garrison. We have been gathering information as we + journeyed, and have not remained sulking in the barge.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, that is encouraging news to hear,” said Roland. “I + thought you were engaged in sampling wine.” + </p> + <p> + “You hear the command. Will you obey?” + </p> + <p> + “I will not,” said Roland decisively. + </p> + <p> + Ebearhard took a step forward to the side of his chief, and glanced at him + reproachfully. Greusel remained where he was, but neither man spoke. + </p> + <p> + “You intend to attack Furstenberg?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes.” + </p> + <p> + “When?” + </p> + <p> + “This afternoon.” + </p> + <p> + Kurzbold turned to his following: + </p> + <p> + “Brethren,” he said, “you have heard this conversation, + and it needs no comment from me.” + </p> + <p> + Apparently the discussion was to receive no comment from the others + either. They stood there glum and disconcerted, as if the trend of affairs + had taken an unexpected turn. + </p> + <p> + “I think,” said one, “we had better retire and consult + again.” + </p> + <p> + This was unanimously agreed to, and once more they disembarked upon the + island, and moved forward to their Witenagemot. Still Greusel and + Ebearhard said nothing, but watched the men disappear through the trees. + Roland looked at one after another with a smile. + </p> + <p> + “I see,” he said, “that you disapprove of my conduct.” + </p> + <p> + Greusel remained silent, but Ebearhard laughed and spoke. + </p> + <p> + “You came deliberately to the conclusion that it was unwise to + attack Furstenberg. Now, because of Kurzbold’s lack of courtesy, you + deflect from your own mature judgment, and hastily jump into a course + opposite to that which you marked out for yourself after sober, unbiased + thought.” + </p> + <p> + “My dear Ebearhard, the duty of a commander is to give, and not to + receive, commands.” + </p> + <p> + “Quite so. Command and suggestion are merely words, as you yourself + pointed out, saying that they did not matter.” + </p> + <p> + “In that, Ebearhard, I was wrong. Words do matter, although Kurzbold + wasn’t clever enough to correct me. For example, I hold no man in + higher esteem than yourself, yet you might use words that would cause me + instantly to draw my sword upon you, and fight until one or other of us + succumbed.” + </p> + <p> + Ebearhard laughed. + </p> + <p> + “You put it very flatteringly, Roland. Truth is, you’d fight + till I succumbed, my swordsmanship being no match for yours. I shall say + the words, however, that will cause you to draw your sword, and they are: + Commander, I will stand by you whatever you do.” + </p> + <p> + “And I,” said Greusel curtly. + </p> + <p> + Roland shook hands in turn with the two men. + </p> + <p> + “Right,” he cried. “If we are fated to go down, we will + fall with banners flying.” + </p> + <p> + After a time the captain returned with his supplies, but still the + majority of the guild remained engaged in deliberation. Evidently + discussion was not proceeding with that unanimity which Kurzbold always + insisted was the case. + </p> + <p> + At noon Roland requested the captain to send some of his men with a meal + for those in prolonged session, and also to carry them a cask which had + been half-emptied either that morning or the night before. + </p> + <p> + “They will enjoy a picnic under the trees by the margin of the + river,” said Roland, as he and his two backers sat down in the empty + cabin to their own repast. + </p> + <p> + “Do you think they are purposely delaying, so that you cannot cross + over this afternoon?” + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis very likely,” said Roland. “I’ll wait + here until the sun sets, and then when they realize that I am about to + leave them on an uninhabited island, without anything to eat, I think you + will see them scramble aboard.” + </p> + <p> + “But suppose they don’t,” suggested Greusel. “There + are at least three of them able to swim across this narrow branch of the + Rhine, and engage a boatman to take them off, should their signaling be + unobserved.” + </p> + <p> + “Again no matter. My plan for the undoing of the castles does not + depend on force, but on craft. We three cannot carry away as much gold as + can twenty-one, but our shares will be the same, and then we are not + likely to find again so full a treasury as that at Rheinstein. My belief + that these chaps would fight was dispelled by their conduct last night. + Think of eighteen armed men flying before one sword!” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, you are scarce just in your estimate, Commander. They were + under the influence of wine.” + </p> + <p> + “True; but a brave man will fight, drunk or sober.” + </p> + <p> + Although the sun sank out of sight, the men did not return. There had been + more wine in the cask than Roland supposed, for the cheery songs of the + guild echoed through the sylvan solitude. Roland told the captain to set + his men at work and row round the top of the island into the main stream + of the Rhine. The revelers had evidently appointed watchmen, for they + speedily came running through the woods, and followed the movements of the + boat from the shore, keeping pace with it. When the craft reached the + opposite side of the island, the rowers drew in to the beach. + </p> + <p> + “Are you coming aboard?” asked Roland pleasantly. + </p> + <p> + “Will you agree to pass Furstenberg during the night?” + demanded Kurzbold. + </p> + <p> + “No.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you expect to succeed, as you did with the other castles?” + </p> + <p> + “Certainly; otherwise I shouldn’t make the attempt.” + </p> + <p> + “I was wrong,” said Kurzbold mildly, “in substituting + the word ‘command’ for ‘suggestion,’ which I first + employed. There are many grave reasons for deferring an attempt on + Furstenberg. In the heat of argument these reasons were not presented to + you. Will you consent to listen to them if we go on board?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; if you, on your part, will unanimously promise to abide by my + decision.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you think,” said Kurzbold, “that your prejudice + against me, which perhaps you agree does exist—” + </p> + <p> + “It exists,” confessed Roland. + </p> + <p> + “Very well. Will you allow that prejudice to prevent you from + rendering a decision in the men’s favor?” + </p> + <p> + “No. If they present reasons that convince Greusel and Ebearhard + against the attack on Furstenberg, I shall do what these two men advise, + even although I myself believe in a contrary course. Thus you see, Herr + Kurzbold, that my admitted dislike of you shall not come into play at all.” + </p> + <p> + “That is quite satisfactory,” said Kurzbold. “Will you + tie up against the farther shore until your decision is rendered?” + </p> + <p> + “With pleasure,” replied Roland; and accordingly the raiders + tumbled impetuously on board the barge, whereupon the sailors bent to + their long oars, and quickly reached the western bank, at a picturesque + spot out of sight of any castle, where the trees came down the + mountain-side to the water’s edge. Here the sailors, springing + ashore, tied their stout ropes to the tree-trunks, and the great barge lay + broadside on to the land, with her nose pointing down the stream. + </p> + <p> + “You see,” said Roland to his lieutenants, “without + giving way in the least I allow you two the decision, and so I take it + Furstenberg or ourselves will escape disaster on this occasion.” + </p> + <p> + “Aside from all other considerations,” replied the cautious + Greusel, “I think it good diplomacy on this occasion to agree with + the men, since they have stated their case so deferentially. They are + improving, Commander.” + </p> + <p> + “It really looks like it,” he agreed. “You and Ebearhard + had better go aft, and counsel them to begin the conference at once, for + if we are to attack we must do so before darkness sets in. I’ll + remain here as usual at the prow.” + </p> + <p> + Some of the men were strolling about the deck, but the majority remained + in the cabin, down whose steps the lieutenants descended. Roland’s + impatience increased with the waning of the light. + </p> + <p> + Suddenly a cry that was instantly smothered rose from the cabin, then a + shout: + </p> + <p> + “Treachery! Look out for yourself!” + </p> + <p> + Roland attempted to stride forward, but four men fell on him, pinioning + his arms to his side, preventing the drawing of his weapon. Kurzbold, with + half a dozen others, mounted on deck. + </p> + <p> + “Disarm him!” he commanded, and one of the men drew Roland’s + sword from its sheath, flinging it along the deck to Kurzbold’s + feet. The others now came up, bringing the two lieutenants, both gagged, + with their arms tied behind them. Roland ceased his struggles, which he + knew to be fruitless. + </p> + <p> + “We wish an amicable settlement of this matter,” said + Kurzbold, addressing the lieutenants, “and regret being compelled to + use measures that may appear harsh. I do this only to prevent unnecessary + bloodshed. Earlier in the day,” he continued, turning to Roland, + “when we found all appeals to you were vain, we unanimously deposed + you from the leadership, which is our right, and also our duty.” + </p> + <p> + “Not under martial law,” said Roland. + </p> + <p> + “I beg to point out that there was no talk of martial law before we + left Frankfort. It was not till later that we learned we had appointed an + unreasoning tyrant over us. We have deposed him, and I am elected in his + place, with John Gensbein as my lieutenant. We will keep you three here + until complete darkness sets in, then put you ashore unarmed. Bacharach, + on this side of the Rhine, is to be our next resting-place, and doubtless + so clever a man as you, Roland, may say that we choose Bacharach because + it is named for Bacchus, the god of drunkards. Nevertheless, to show our + good intentions towards you, we will remain there all day to-morrow. You + can easily reach Bacharach along the hilltops before daybreak. We have + written a charter of comradeship which all have signed except yourselves. + If at Bacharach you give us your word to act faithfully under my + leadership, we will reinstate you in the guild, and return your swords. By + way of recompense for this leniency, we ask you to direct the captain to + obey my commands as he has done yours.” + </p> + <p> + “Captain Blumenfels,” said Roland to the honest sailor, who + stood looking on in amaze at this turn of affairs, “you are to wait + here until it is completely dark. See that no lights are burning to give + warning to those in Furstenberg; and, by the way,” added Roland, + turning to his former company, “I advise you not to drink anything + until you are well past the Castle. If you sing the songs of the guild + within earshot of Furstenberg, you are like to sing on the other side of + your mouths before morning. Don’t forget that Margrave Hermann von + Katznellenbogenstahleck is the chief hangman of Germany.” Then once + more to the captain: + </p> + <p> + “As the Castle of Furstenberg stands high above the river, and well + back from it, you will be out of sight if you keep near this shore. + However, you can easily judge your distance, because the towers are + visible even in the darkness against the sky. No man on the ramparts of + the Castle can discern you down here on the black surface of the water, so + long as you do not carry a light.” + </p> + <p> + “Roland, my deposed friend,” said Kurzbold, “I fear you + bear resentment, for you are giving the captain orders instead of telling + him to obey mine.” + </p> + <p> + “Kurzbold, you are mistaken. I resign command with great pleasure, + and, indeed, Greusel and Ebearhard will testify that I had already + determined to pass Furstenberg unseen. As my former lieutenants are + disarmed, surely the company, with eighteen swords, is not so frightened + as to keep them gagged and bound. ‘Tis no wonder you wish to avoid + the Laughing Baron, if that is all the courage you possess.” + </p> + <p> + Stung by these taunts, Kurzbold gruffly ordered his men to release their + prisoners, but when the gags were removed, and before the cords were cut, + he addressed the lieutenants: + </p> + <p> + “Do you give me your words not to make any further resistance, if I + permit you to remain unbound?” + </p> + <p> + “I give you my word on nothing, you mutinous dog!” cried + Greusel; “and if I did, how could you expect me to keep it after + such an example of treachery from you who pledged your faith, and then + broke it? I shall obey my Commander, and none other.” + </p> + <p> + “I am your Commander,” asserted Kurzbold. + </p> + <p> + “You are not,” proclaimed Greusel. + </p> + <p> + Ebearhard laughed. + </p> + <p> + “No need to question me,” he said. “I stand by my + colleagues.” + </p> + <p> + “Gag them again,” ordered Kurzbold. + </p> + <p> + “No, no!” cried Roland. “We are quite helpless. Give + your words, gentlemen.” + </p> + <p> + Gloomily Greusel obeyed, and merrily Ebearhard. Darkness was now + gathering, and when it fell completely the three men were put off into the + forest. + </p> + <p> + “You have not yet,” said Kurzbold to Roland, “ordered + the captain to obey me. I do not object to that, but it will be the worse + for him and his men if they refuse to accept my instructions.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you know this district, Captain Blumenfels?” asked Roland. + </p> + <p> + “Yes, mein Herr.” + </p> + <p> + “Is there a path along the top that will lead us behind Furstenberg + on to Bacharach?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, mein Herr, but it is a very rough track.” + </p> + <p> + “Is it too far for you to guide us there, and return before the moon + rises?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh no, mein Herr, I can conduct you to the trail in half an hour if + you consent to climb lustily.” + </p> + <p> + “Very good. Herr Kurzbold, if you are not impatient to be off, and + will permit the captain to direct us on our way, I will tell him to obey + you.” + </p> + <p> + “How long before you can return, captain?” asked Kurzbold. + </p> + <p> + “I can be back well within the hour, mein Herr.” + </p> + <p> + “You will obey me if the late Commander orders you to do so?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, mein Herr.” + </p> + <p> + “Captain,” said Roland, “I inform you in the hearing of + these men that Herr Kurzbold occupies my place, and is to be obeyed by you + until I resume command.” + </p> + <p> + Kurzbold laughed. + </p> + <p> + “You mean until you are re-elected to membership in the guild, for + we do not propose to make you commander again. Now, captain, to the hill, + and see that your return is not delayed.” + </p> + <p> + The four men disappeared into the dark forest. + </p> + <p> + “Captain,” said Roland, when they reached the track, “I + have taken you up here not that I needed your guidance, for I know this + land as well as you do. You will obey Kurzbold, of course, but if he tells + you to make for Lorch, allow your boat to drift, and do not get beyond the + middle of the river until opposite Furstenberg. There is a buoyed chain—” + </p> + <p> + “I know it well,” interrupted the captain. “I have many + times avoided it, but twice became entangled with it, in spite of all my + efforts, and was robbed by the Laughing Baron.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well; I intend you to be entrapped by that chain to-night. + Offer no resistance, and you will be safe enough. Do not attempt to help + these lads should they be set upon, and it will be hard luck if I am not + in command again before midnight. Keep close to this shore, but if they + order you into the middle of the river, or across it, dally, my good + Blumenfels, dally, until you are stopped by the chain for the third time.” + </p> + <p> + When the captain returned to his barge, he found Kurzbold pacing the deck + in a masterly manner, impatient to be off. For once the combatants, with + an effort, were refraining from drink. + </p> + <p> + “We will open a cask,” said Kurzbold, “as soon as we + have passed the Schloss.” + </p> + <p> + He ordered the captain to follow the shore as closely as was safe, and + take care that they did not come within sight of Furstenberg’s tall, + round tower. All sat or reclined on the dark deck, saying no word as the + barge slid silently down the swift Rhine. Suddenly the speed of the boat + was checked so abruptly that one or two of the standing men were flung off + their feet. From up on the hillside there tolled out the deep note of a + bell. The barge swung round broadside on the current, and lay there with + the water rushing like hissing serpents along its side, the bell pealing + out a loud alarm that seemed to keep time with the shuddering of the + helpless boat. + </p> + <p> + “What’s wrong, captain?” cried Kurzbold, getting on his + feet again and running aft. + </p> + <p> + “I fear, sir, ‘tis an anchored chain.” + </p> + <p> + “Can’t you cut it?” + </p> + <p> + “That is impossible, mein Herr.” + </p> + <p> + “Then get out your sweeps, and turn back. Where are we, do you + think?” + </p> + <p> + “Under the battlements of Furstenberg Castle.” + </p> + <p> + “Damnation! Put some speed into your men, and let us get away from + here.” + </p> + <p> + The captain ordered his crew to hurry, but all their efforts could not + release the boat from the chain, against which it ground up and down with + a tearing noise, and even the un-nautical swordsmen saw that the current + was impelling it diagonally toward the shore, and all the while the deep + bell tolled on. + </p> + <p> + “What in the fiend’s name is the meaning of that bell?” + demanded Kurzbold. + </p> + <p> + “It is the Castle bell, mein Herr,” replied the captain. + </p> + <p> + Before Kurzbold could say anything more the air quivered with shout after + shout of laughter. Torches began to glisten among the trees, and there was + a clatter of horses’ hoofs on the echoing rock. A more magnificent + sight was never before presented to the startled eyes of so unappreciative + a crowd. Along the zigzag road, and among the trees, spluttered the + torches, each with a trail of sparks like the tail of a comet. The bearers + were rushing headlong down the slope, for woe to the man who did not + arrive at the water’s edge sooner than his master. + </p> + <p> + The torchlight gleamed on flashing swords and glittering points of spears, + but chief sight of all was the Margrave Hermann von + Katznellenbogenstahleck, a giant in stature, mounted on a magnificent + stallion, as black as the night, and of a size that corresponded with its + prodigious rider. The Margrave’s long beard and flowing hair were + red; scarlet, one may say, but perhaps that was the fiery reflection from + the torches. Servants, scullions, stablemen carried the lights; the + men-at-arms had no encumbrance but their weapons, and the business-like + way in which they lined up along the shore was a study in discipline, and + a terror to any one unused to war. Above all the din and clash of arms + rang the hearty, stentorian laughter of the Red Margrave actually echoing + back in gusts of fiendish merriment from the hills on the other side of + the Rhine. + </p> + <p> + Now the boat’s nose came dully against the ledge of rock, to whose + surface the swaying chain rose dripping from the water, sparkling like a + jointed snake under the torchlight. + </p> + <p> + “God save us all!” cried the Margrave, “what rare show + have we here? By my sainted patron, the Archbishop, merchants under arms! + Whoever saw the like? Ha! stout Captain Blumenfels, do I recognize you? + Once more my chain has caught you. This makes the third time, does it not, + Blumenfels?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, your Majesty.” + </p> + <p> + “You may as well call me ‘your Holiness’ as ‘your + Majesty.’ I’m contented with my title, the ‘Laughing + Baron,’ Haw-haw-haw-haw! And so your merchants have taken to arms + again? The lesson at the Lorely taught them nothing! Are there any ropes + aboard, captain?” + </p> + <p> + “Plenty, my lord.” + </p> + <p> + “Then fling a coil ashore. Now, my tigers,” he roared to his + men-at-arms, “hale me to land those damned shopkeepers.” + </p> + <p> + With a clash of armor and weapons the brigands threw themselves on the + boat, and in less time than is taken to tell it, every man of the guild + was disarmed and flung ashore. Here another command of the Red Margrave + gave them the outlaw’s knot, as he termed it, a most painful + tying-up of the body and the limbs until each victim was rigid as a red of + iron. They were flung face downwards in a row, and beaten black and blue + with cudgels, despite their screams of agony and appeals for mercy. + </p> + <p> + “Now turn them over on their backs,” commanded the Margrave, + and it was done. The glare of the pitiless torches fell upon contorted + faces. The Baron turned his horse athwart the line of helpless men, and + spurred that animal over it from end to end, but the intelligent horse, + more merciful than its rider, stepped with great daintiness, despite its + unusual size, and never trod on one of the prostrate bodies. During what + followed, the Red Baron, shaking with laughter, marched his horse up and + down over the stricken men. + </p> + <p> + “Now, unload the boat, but do not injure any of the sailors! I hope + to see them often again. You cannot tell how we have missed you, captain. + What are you loaded with this time? Sound Frankfort cloth?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, your Majesty—I mean, my lord.” + </p> + <p> + “No, you mean my Holiness, for I expect to be an Archbishop yet, if + all goes well,” and his laughter echoed across the Rhine. “Uplift + your hatches, Blumenfels, and tell your men to help fling the goods + ashore.” + </p> + <p> + Delicately paced the fearful horse over the prone men, snorting, perhaps + in sympathy, from his red nostrils, his jet-black coat a-quiver with the + excitement of the scene. The captain obeyed the Margrave with promptness + and celerity. The hatches were lifted, and his sailors, two and two, flung + on the ledge of rock the merchant’s bales. The men-at-arms, who + proved to be men-of-all-work, had piled their weapons in a heap, and were + carrying the bales a few yards inland. Through it all the Baron roared + with laughter, and rode his horse along its living pavement, turning now + at this end and now at the other. + </p> + <p> + “Do not be impatient,” he cried down to them, “‘twill + not take long to strip the boat of every bale, then I shall hang you on + these trees, and send back your bodies in the barge, as a lesson to + Frankfort. You must return, captain,” he cried, “for you + cannot sell dead bodies to my liege of Cologne.” + </p> + <p> + As he spoke a ruddy flush spread over the Rhine, as if some one had + flashed a red lantern upon the waters. The glow died out upon the instant. + </p> + <p> + “What!” thundered the Margrave, “is that the reflection + of my beard, or are Beelzebub and his fiends coming up from below for a + portion of the Frankfort cloth? I will share with good brother Satan, but + with no one else. Boil me if I ever saw a sight like that before! What was + it, captain?” + </p> + <p> + “I saw nothing unusual, my lord.” + </p> + <p> + “There, there!” exclaimed the Margrave, and as he spoke it + seemed that a crimson film had fallen on the river, growing brighter and + brighter. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, my lord,” cried the captain, “the Castle is on + fire!” + </p> + <p> + “Saints protect us!” shouted the Red Margrave, crossing + himself, and turning to the west, where now both hearing and sight + indicated that a furnace was roaring. The whole western sky was aglow, and + although the flames could not be seen for the intervening cliff, every one + knew there was no other dwelling that could cause such an illumination. + </p> + <p> + Spurring his horse, and calling his men to come on, the nobleman dashed up + the steep acclivity, and when the last man had departed, Roland, followed + by his two lieutenants, stepped from the forest to the right down upon the + rocky plateau. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0014" id="link2H_4_0014"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + XIII. “A SENTENCE; COME, PREPARE!” + </h2> + <p> + “Captain,” said Roland quietly, “bring your crew ashore, + and fling these bales on board again as quickly as you can.” + </p> + <p> + An instant later the sailors were at work, undoing their former efforts. + </p> + <p> + “In mercy’s name, Roland,” wailed one of the stricken, + “get a sword and cut our bonds.” + </p> + <p> + “All in good time,” replied Roland. “The bales are more + valuable to me than you are, and we have two barrels of gold at the foot + of the cliff to bring in, if they haven’t sunk in the Rhine. + Greusel, do you and Ebearhard take two of the crew, launch the small boat, + and rescue the barrels if you can find them.” + </p> + <p> + “Mercy on us, Roland! Mercy!” moaned his former comrades. + </p> + <p> + “I have already wasted too much mercy upon you,” he said. + “If I rescue you now, I shall be compelled to hang you in the + morning as breakers of law, so I may as well leave you where you are, and + allow the Red Margrave to save me the trouble. The loss of his castle will + not make him more compassionate, especially if he learns you were the + cause of it. You will then experience some refined tortures, I imagine; + for, like myself, he may think hanging too good for you. I should never + have fired his castle had it not been for your rebellion.” + </p> + <p> + The men on the ground groaned but made no further appeal. Some of them + were far-seeing enough to realize that an important change had come over + the young man they thought so well known to them, who stood there with an + air of indifference, throwing out a suggestion now and then for the more + effective handling of the bales; suggestions carrying an impalpable force + of authority that caused them to be very promptly obeyed. They did not + know that this person whom they had regarded as one of themselves, the + youngest at that, treating him accordingly, had but a day or two before + received a tremendous assurance, which would have turned the head of + almost any individual in the realm, old or young; the assurance that he + was to be supreme ruler over millions of creatures like themselves; a + ruler whose lightest word might carry their extinction with it. + </p> + <p> + Yet such is the strange littleness of human nature that, although this + potent knowledge had been gradually exercising its effect on Roland’s + character, it was not the rebellion of the eighteen or their mutinous + words that now made him hard as granite towards them. It was the trivial + fact that four of them had dared to manhandle him; had made a personal + assault upon him; had pinioned his helpless arms, and flung his sword, + that insignia of honor, to the feet of Kurzbold, leader of the revolt. + </p> + <p> + The Lord’s Anointed, he was coming to consider himself, although not + yet had the sacred ointment been placed upon his head. A temporal Emperor + and a vice-regent of Heaven upon earth, his hand was destined to hold the + invisible hilt of the Almighty’s sword of vengeance. The words + “I will repay” were to reach their fulfillment through his + action. Notwithstanding his youth, or perhaps because of it, he was + animated by deep religious feeling, and this, rather than ambition, + explained the celerity with which he agreed to the proposals of the + Archbishops. + </p> + <p> + The personage the prisoners saw standing on the rock-ledge of Furstenberg + was vastly different from the young man who, a comrade of comrades, had + departed from Frankfort in their company. They beheld him plainly enough, + for there was now no need of torches along the foreshore; the night was + crimson in its brilliancy, and down the hill came a continuous roar, like + that of the Rhine Fall seventy leagues away. + </p> + <p> + Into this red glare the small boat and its four occupants entered, and + Roland saw with a smile that two well-filled casks formed its freight. The + bales were now aboard the barge again, and the Commander ordered the crew + to help the quartette in the small boat with the lifting of the heavy + barrels. Greusel and Ebearhard clambered over the side, and came thus to + the ledge where Roland stood, as the crew rolled the barrels down into the + cabin. + </p> + <p> + “Lieutenants,” said the Commander, “select two stout + battle-axes from that heap. Follow the chain up the hill until you reach + that point where it is attached to the thick rope. Cut the rope with your + axes, and draw down the chain with you, thus clearing a passage for the + barge.” + </p> + <p> + The two men chose battle-axes, then turned to their leader. + </p> + <p> + “Should we not get our men aboard,” they said, “before + the barge is free?” + </p> + <p> + “These rebels are prisoners of the Red Margrave. They belong to him, + and not to me. Where they are, there they remain.” + </p> + <p> + The lieutenants, with one impulse, advanced to their Commander, who + frowned as they did so. A cry of despair went up from the pinioned men, + but Kurzbold shouted: + </p> + <p> + “Cut him down, Ebearhard, and then release us. In the name of the + guild I call on you to act! He is unarmed; cut him down! ‘Tis foul + murder to desert us thus.” + </p> + <p> + The cutting down could easily have been accomplished, for Roland stood at + their mercy, weaponless since the <i>émeute</i> on the barge. + Notwithstanding the seriousness of the occasion, the optimistic Ebearhard + laughed, although every one else was grave enough. + </p> + <p> + “Thank you, Kurzbold, for your suggestion. We have come forward, not + to use force, but to try persuasion. Roland, you cannot desert to death + the men whom you conducted out of Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Why can I not?” + </p> + <p> + “I should have said a moment ago that you will not, but now I say + you cannot. Kurzbold has just shown what an irreclaimable beast he is, and + on that account, because birth, or training, or something has made you one + of different caliber, you cannot thus desert him to the reprisal of that + red fiend up the hill.” + </p> + <p> + “If I save him now, ‘twill be but to hang him an hour later. I + am no hangman, while the Margrave is. I prefer that he should attend to my + executions.” + </p> + <p> + Again Ebearhard laughed. + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis no use, Roland, pretending abandonment, for you will not + abandon. I thoroughly favor choking the life out of Kurzbold, and one or + two of the others, and will myself volunteer for the office of headsman, + carrying, as I do, the ax, but let everything be done decently and in + order, that a dignified execution may follow on a fair trial.” + </p> + <p> + “Commander,” shouted the captain from the deck of the barge, + “make haste, I beg of you. The rope connecting with the Castle has + been burnt, and the chain is dragging free. The current is swift, and this + barge heavy. We shall be away within the minute.” + </p> + <p> + “Get your crew ashore on the instant,” cried Roland, “and + fling me these despicable burdens aboard. A man at the head, another at + the heels, and toss each into the barge. Is there time, captain, to take + this heap of cutlery with us as trophies of the fray?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” replied the captain, “if we are quick about it.” + </p> + <p> + The howling human packages were hurled from ledge to barge; the strong, + unerring sailors, accustomed to the task, heaved no man into the water. + Others as speedily fell upon the heap of weapons, and threw them, + clattering, on the deck. All then leaped aboard, and Roland, motioning his + lieutenants to precede him, was the last to climb over the prow. + </p> + <p> + The chain came down over the stones with a clattering run, and fell with a + great splash into the river. The barge, now clear, swung with the current + stern foremost; the sailors got to their oars, and gradually drew their + craft away from the shore. A little farther from the landing, those on + deck, looking upstream, enjoyed an uninterrupted view of the magnificent + conflagration. The huge stone Castle seemed to glow white hot. The roof + had fallen in, and a seething furnace reddened the midnight sky. Like a + flaming torch the great tower roared to the heavens. The whole hilltop + resembled the crater of an active volcano. Timber floors and wooden + partitions, long seasoned, proved excellent material for the incendiaries, + and even the stones were crumbling away, falling into the gulf of fire, + sending up a dazzling eruption of sparks, as section after section tumbled + into this earthly Hades. + </p> + <p> + The long barge floated placidly down a river resembling molten gold. The + boat was in disarray, covered with bales of cloth not yet lowered into the + hold, cluttered here and there with swords, battle-axes, and spears. In + the various positions where they had been flung lay the helpless men, some + on their faces, some on their backs. The deck was as light as if the red + setting sun were casting his rays upon it. Roland seated himself on a + bale, and said to the captain: + </p> + <p> + “Turn all these men face upward,” and the captain did so. + </p> + <p> + “Ebearhard, you said execution should take place after a fair trial. + There is no necessity to call witnesses, or to go through any court of law + formalities. You two are perfectly cognizant of everything that has taken + place, and no testimony will either strengthen or weaken that knowledge. + As a preliminary, take Kurzbold, the new president, and Gensbein, his + lieutenant, from among that group, and set them apart. Two members of the + crew will carry out this order,” which was carried out accordingly. + </p> + <p> + Roland rose, walked along the prostrate row, and selected, apparently at + haphazard, four others, then said to the members of his crew: + </p> + <p> + “Place these four men beside their leader. Left to myself,” he + continued to his lieutenants, “I should hang the six. However, I + shall take no hand in the matter. I appoint you, Joseph Greusel, and you, + Gottlieb Ebearhard, as judges, with power of life and death. If your + verdict on any or all of the accused is death, I shall use neither the ax + nor the cord, but propose flinging them into the river, and if God wills + them to reach the shore alive, their binding will be no hindrance to + escape.” + </p> + <p> + Kurzbold and his lieutenant broke out into alternate curses and appeals, + protesting that Greusel and Ebearhard had not been expelled from the + guild, and calling upon them by their solemn oath of brotherhood to + release them now that they possessed the power. To these appeals the + newly-appointed judges made no reply, and for once Ebearhard did not + laugh. + </p> + <p> + The other four directed their supplications to Roland himself. They had + been misled, they cried, and deeply regretted it. Already they suffered + punishment of a severity almost beyond power of human endurance, and they + feared their bones were broken with the cudgeling, since which assault + their bonds grievously tortured them. All swore amendment, and their grim + commander still remaining silent, they asked him in what respect they were + more guilty than the dozen others whom seemingly he intended to spare. At + last Roland replied. + </p> + <p> + “You four,” he said sternly, “dared to lay hands upon + me, and for that I demand from the judges a sentence of death.” + </p> + <p> + Even his two lieutenants gazed at him in amazement, that he should make so + much of an action which they themselves had endured and nothing said of + it. Surely the laying-on of hands, even in rudeness, was not a capital + crime, yet they saw to their astonishment that Roland was in deadly + earnest. + </p> + <p> + The leader turned a calm face toward their scrutiny, but there was a frown + upon his brow. + </p> + <p> + “Work while ye have the light,” he said. “Judges, + consider your decision, and deliver your verdict.” + </p> + <p> + Greusel and Ebearhard turned their backs on every one, walked slowly aft, + and down into the cabin. Roland resumed his seat on the bale of cloth, + elbows on his knees, and face in his hands. All appeals had ceased, and + deep silence reigned, every man aboard the boat in a state of painful + tension. The fire in the distant castle lowered and lowered, and darkness + was returning to the deck of the barge. At last the judges emerged from + the cabin, and came slowly forward. + </p> + <p> + It was Greusel who spoke. + </p> + <p> + “We wish to know if only these six are on trial?” + </p> + <p> + “Only these six,” replied Roland. + </p> + <p> + “Our verdict is death,” said Greusel. “Kurzbold and + Gensbein are to be thrown into the Rhine bound as they lie, but the other + four receive one chance for life, in that the cords shall be cut, leaving + their limbs free.” + </p> + <p> + This seeming mercy brought no consolation to the quartette, for each + plaintively proclaimed that he could not swim. + </p> + <p> + “I thank you for your judgment,” said Roland, “which I + am sure you must have formed with great reluctance. Having proven yourself + such excellent judges, I doubt not you will now act with equal wisdom as + advisers. A phrase of yours, Ebearhard, persists in my mind, despite all + efforts to dislodge it. You uttered on the ledge of rock yonder something + to the effect that we left Frankfort as comrades together. That is very + true, and unless you override my resolution, I have come to the conclusion + that if any of us are fated to die, the penalty shall be dealt by some + other hand than mine. The twelve who lie here are scarcely less guilty + than the six now under sentence, and I propose, therefore, to put ashore + on the east bank Kurzbold and Gensbein, one a rogue, the other a fool. The + sixteen who remain have so definitely proven themselves to be simpletons + that I trust they will not resent my calling them such. If however, they + abandon all claim to the comradeship that has been so much prated about, + swearing by the Three Kings of Cologne faithfully to follow me, and obey + my every word without cavil or argument, I will pardon them, but the first + man who rebels will show that my clemency has been misplaced, and I can + assure them that it shall not be exercised again. Captain, your sailors + are familiar with knotted ropes. Bid them release all these men except the + six condemned.” + </p> + <p> + The boatmen, with great celerity, freed the prostrate captives from their + bonds, but some of the mutineers had been so cruelly used in the cudgeling + that it was necessary to assist them to their feet. The early summer + daybreak was at hand, its approach heralded by the perceptible diluting of + the darkness that surrounded them, and a ghastly, pallid grayness began to + overspread the surface of the broad river. Down the stream to the west the + towers of Bacharach could be faintly distinguished, looking like a dream + city, the lower gloom of which was picked out here and there by points of + light, each betokening an early riser. + </p> + <p> + It was a deeply dejected, silent group that stood in this weird + half-light, awaiting the development of Roland’s mind regarding + them; he, the youngest of their company, quiet, unemotional, whose + dominion no one now thought of disputing. + </p> + <p> + “Captain,” he continued, “steer for the eastern shore. I + know that Bacharach is the greatest wine mart on the Rhine, and well + sustains the reputation of the drunken god for whom it is named, but we + will nevertheless avoid it. There is a long island opposite the town, but + a little farther down. I dare say you know it well. Place that island + between us and Bacharach, and tie up to the mainland, out of view from the + stronghold of Bacchus. He is a misleading god, with whom we shall hold no + further commerce. + </p> + <p> + “Now, Joseph Greusel, and Gottlieb Ebearhard, do you two administer + the oath of the Three Kings to these twelve men; but before doing so, give + each one his choice, permitting him to say whether he will follow Kurzbold + on the land or obey me on the water.” + </p> + <p> + Here Kurzbold broke out again in trembling anger: + </p> + <p> + “Your pretended fairness is a sham, and your bogus option a piece of + your own sneaking dishonesty. What chance have we townsmen, put ashore, + penniless, in an unknown wilderness, far from any human habitation, + knowing nothing of the way back to Frankfort? Your fraudulent clemency + rescues us from drowning merely to doom us to starvation.” + </p> + <p> + The daylight had so increased that all might see the gentle smile coming + to Roland’s lips, and the twinkle in his eye as he looked at the + wrathful Kurzbold. + </p> + <p> + “A most intelligent leader of men are you, Herr Conrad. I suppose + this dozen will stampede to join your leadership. They must indeed be + proud of you when they learn the truth. I shall present to each of you, + out of my own store of gold that came from the castle you so bravely + attacked last night, one half the amount that is your due. This will be + more money than any of you ever possessed before; each portion, indeed, + excelling the total that you eighteen accumulated during your whole lives. + I could easily bestow your share without perceptible diminution of the + fund we three, unaided, extracted from the coffers of the Red Margrave. + The reason I do not pay in full is this. When you reach Frankfort, I must + be assured that you will keep your foolish tongues silent. If any man + speaks of our labors, I shall hear of it on my return, and will fine that + man his remaining half-share. + </p> + <p> + “It distresses me to expose your ignorance, Kurzbold, but I put you + ashore amply provided with money, barely two-thirds of a league from + Lorch, where you spent so jovial an evening, and where a man with gold in + his pouch need fear neither hunger nor thirst. Lorch may be attained by a + leisurely walker in less than half an hour; indeed, it is barely two + leagues from this spot to Assmannshausen, and surely you know the road + from that storehouse of red wine to the capital city of Frankfort, having + once traversed it. A child of six, Kurzbold, might be safely put ashore + where you shall set foot on land. Therefore, lieutenants, let each man + know he will receive a bag of coin, and may land unmolested to accompany + the brave and intelligent Kurzbold.” + </p> + <p> + As he finished this declamation, that caused even some of the beaten + warriors to laugh at their leader, the barge came gently alongside the + strand, well out of sight of Bacharach. Each of the dozen swore the + terrible, unbreakable oath of the Three Kings to be an obedient henchman + to Roland. + </p> + <p> + “You may,” said Roland, “depart to the cabin, where a + flagon of wine will be served to every man, and also an early breakfast. + After that you are permitted to lie down and relax your swollen limbs, + meditating on the extract from Holy Writ which relates the fate of the + blind when led by the blind.” + </p> + <p> + When the dozen limped away, the chief turned to his prisoners. + </p> + <p> + “Against you four I bear resentment that I thought could not be + appeased except by your expulsion, but reflection shows me that you acted + under instruction from the foolish leader you selected, and therefore the + principal, not the agent, is most to blame. I give you the same choice I + have accorded to the rest. Unloose them, captain; and while this is being + done, Greusel, get two empty bags from the locker, open one of the casks, + and place in each bag an amount which you estimate to be one half the + share which is Kurzbold’s due.” + </p> + <p> + The four men standing up took the oath, and thanked Roland for his mercy, + hurrying away at a sign from him to their bread and wine. + </p> + <p> + “Send hither,” cried Roland after them, “two of the men + who have already refreshed themselves, each with a loaf of bread and a + full flagon of wine. And now, captain, release Kurzbold and Gensbein.” + </p> + <p> + When these two stood up and stretched themselves, the bearers of bread and + wine presented them with this refreshment, and after they had partaken of + it, Greusel gave them each a bag of gold, which they tied to their belts + without a word, while Greusel and Ebearhard waited to escort them to land. + </p> + <p> + “We want our swords,” said Kurzbold sullenly. + </p> + <p> + Ebearhard looked at his chief, but he shook his head. + </p> + <p> + “They have disgraced their swords,” he said, “which now + by right belong to the Margrave Hermann von Katznellenbogenstahleck. Put + them ashore, lieutenant.” + </p> + <p> + It was broad daylight, and the men had all come up from the cabin, + standing in a silent group at the stern. Kurzbold, on the bank, foaming at + the mouth with fury, shook his fist at them, roaring: + </p> + <p> + “Cowards! Pigs! Dolts! Asses! Poltroons!” + </p> + <p> + The men made no reply, but Ebearhard’s hearty laugh rang through the + forest. + </p> + <p> + “You have given us your titles, Kurzbold,” he cried. “Send + us your address whenever you get one!” + </p> + <p> + “Captain,” said Roland, “cast off. Cross to this side of + that island, and tie up there for the day. Set a man on watch, relieving + the sentinel every two hours. We have spent an exciting night, and will + sleep till evening.” + </p> + <p> + “Your honor, may I first stow away these bales, and dispose of the + battle-axes, spears, and broadswords, so to clear the deck?” + </p> + <p> + “You may do that, captain, at sunset. As for the bales, they make a + very comfortable couch upon which I intend to rest.” + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0015" id="link2H_4_0015"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + XIV. THE PRISONER OF EHRENFELS + </h2> + <p> + There is inspiration in the sight of armed men marching steadily together; + men well disciplined, keeping step to the measured clank of their armor. + Like a great serpent the soldiers of Cologne issued from the forest, + coming down two and two, for the path was narrow. They would march four + abreast when they reached the river road, and the evolutions which + accomplished this doubling of the columns, without changing step or + causing confusion, called forth praise from the two southern Archbishops. + </p> + <p> + A beautiful tableau of amity and brotherly love was presented to the + troops as they looked up at the three Archbishops standing together on the + balcony in relief against the gray walls of the Castle. The officers, who + were on horseback, raised their swords sky-pointing from their helmets, + for they recognized their overlord and his two notable confrères. With the + motion of one man the three Archbishops acknowledged the salute. The + troops cheered and cheered as the anaconda made its sinuous way down the + mountain-side, and company after company came abreast the Castle. The + Archbishops stood there until the last man disappeared down the river road + on his way to Coblentz. + </p> + <p> + “May I ask you,” said Mayence, addressing Treves, “to + conduct me to the flat roof of your Castle? Will you accompany us?” + he inquired of Cologne. + </p> + <p> + Cologne and Treves being for once in agreement, the latter led the way, + and presently the three stood on the broad stone plateau which afforded a + truly striking panorama of the Rhine. The July sun sinking in the west + transformed the river into a crimson flood, and at that height the cool + evening breeze was delicious. Cologne stood with one hand on the parapet, + and gazed entranced at the scene, but the practical Mayence paid no + attention whatever to it. + </p> + <p> + “Your troublesome guest, Treves, has one more request to make, which + is that you order his flag hoisted to the top of that pole.” + </p> + <p> + Treves at once departed to give this command, while Cologne, with clouded + brow, turned from his appreciation of the view. + </p> + <p> + “My Lord,” he said, “you have requested the raising of a + signal.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” was the reply. + </p> + <p> + “A signal which calls your men from the Lahn to the landing at + Stolzenfels?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” repeated Mayence. + </p> + <p> + “My Lord, I have kept my promise not only to the letter, but in the + spirit as well. My troops are marching peaceably away, and will reach + their barracks some time to-morrow. Although I exacted no promise from + you, you implied there was a truce between us, and that your army, like my + company, was not to be called into action of any kind.” + </p> + <p> + “Your understanding of our pact is concisely stated, even though my + share in that pact remained unspoken. A truce, did you say? Is it not more + than that? I hoped that my seconding of the nomination you proposed proved + me in complete accord with your views.” + </p> + <p> + “I am not in effect your prisoner, then?” + </p> + <p> + “Surely not; so contrary to the fact is such an assumption that I + implore you to accept my hospitality. The signal, which I see is now at + the mast-head, calls for one barge only, and that contains no soldier, + merely a captain and his ten stout rowers, whom you may at this moment, if + you turn round, see emerging from the mouth of the Lahn. I present to you, + and to the Countess von Sayn, my Schloss of Martinsburg for as long as you + may require it. It is well furnished, well provisioned, and attended to by + a group of capable servants, who are at your command. I suggest that you + cross in my barge, in company with the Countess and her kinsman, the + Reverend Father. You agree, I take it, to convoy the lady safely to her + temporary restraint in Pfalz. It was her own request, you remember.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall convoy her thither.” + </p> + <p> + “I am trusting to you entirely. The distance is but thirteen + leagues, and can be accomplished easily in a day. Once on the other side + of the river she may despatch her kinsman, or some more trustworthy + messenger, to her own Castle, and thus summon the two waiting-women who + will share her seclusion.” + </p> + <p> + “Is it your intention, my Lord, that her imprisonment shall—?” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop of Mayence held up his thin hand with a gesture of + deprecation. + </p> + <p> + “I use no word so harsh as ‘imprisonment.’ The penance, + if you wish so to characterize it, is rather in the nature of a retreat, + giving her needed opportunity for reflection, and, I hope, for regret.” + </p> + <p> + “Nevertheless, my Lord, your action seems to me unnecessarily + severe. How long do you propose to detain her?” + </p> + <p> + “I am pained to hear you term it severity, for her treatment will be + of the mildest description. I thought you would understand that no other + course was open to me. So far as I am personally concerned, she might have + said what pleased her, with no adverse consequences, but she flouted the + highest Court of the realm, and such contempt cannot be overlooked. As for + the duration of her discipline, it will continue until the new Emperor is + married, after which celebration the Countess is free to go whither she + pleases. I shall myself call at Pfalz four days from now, that I may be + satisfied the lady enjoys every comfort the Castle affords.” + </p> + <p> + “And also, perhaps, to be certain she is there immured.” + </p> + <p> + Mayence’s thin lips indulged in a wry smile. + </p> + <p> + “I need no such assurance,” he said, “since my Lord of + Cologne has pledged his word to see that the order of the Court is carried + out.” + </p> + <p> + The conversation was here interrupted by the return of Treves. Already the + great barge was half-way across the river. The surging, swift current + swept it some distance below Stolzenfels, and the rowers, five a side, + were working strenuously to force it into slower waters. Lord, lady, and + monk crossed over to the mouth of the Lahn, and the barge returned + immediately to convey across horses and escort. + </p> + <p> + As the valley of the Lahn opened out it presented a picture of quiet + sylvan beauty, apparently uninhabited by any living thing. The Archbishop + of Cologne rose, and, shading his eyes from the still radiant sun, gazed + intently up the little river. No floating craft was anywhere in sight. He + turned to the captain. + </p> + <p> + “Where is the flotilla from Mayence?” he asked. + </p> + <p> + “Flotilla, my Lord?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; a hundred barges sailed down from Mayence in the darkness + either last night or the night before, taking harbor here in the Lahn.” + </p> + <p> + “My Lord, even one barge, manned as this is, could not have + journeyed such a distance in so short a time, and, indeed, for a flotilla + to attempt the voyage, except in daylight, would have been impossible. No + barges have come down the Rhine for months, and had they ventured the + little Lahn is too shallow to harbor them.” + </p> + <p> + “Thank you, captain. I appear to be ignorant both of the history and + the geography of this district. If I were to ask you and your stout rowers + to take me down through the swiftest part of the river to Coblentz, how + soon would we reach that town?” + </p> + <p> + “Very speedily, my Lord, but I could undertake no such voyage except + at the command of my master. He is not one to be disobeyed.” + </p> + <p> + “I quite credit that,” said Cologne, sitting down again, the + momentary desire to recall his marching troops, that had arisen when he + saw the empty Lahn, dying down when he realized how effectually he had + been outwitted. + </p> + <p> + When the horses were brought across, Father Ambrose, at the request of the + Countess, rode back to Sayn, and sent forward the two waiting-women whom + she required, and so well did he accomplish his task that they arrived at + Schloss Martinsburg before ten of the clock that night. At an early hour + next morning the little procession began its journey up the Rhine, his + Lordship and the Countess in front; the six horsemen bringing up the rear. + </p> + <p> + The lady was in a mood of deep dejection; the regret which Mayence had + anticipated as result of imprisonment already enveloped her. It was only + too evident that the Archbishop of Cologne was bitterly disappointed, for + he rode silently by her side making no attempt at conversation. They + rested for several hours during midday, arriving at Caub before the red + sun set, and now the Countess saw her pinnacled prison lying like an + anchored ship in midstream. + </p> + <p> + At Caub they were met by a bearded, truculent-looking ruffian, who + introduced himself to the Archbishop as the Pfalzgraf von Stahleck. + </p> + <p> + “You take us rather by surprise, Prince of Cologne,” he said. + “It is true that my overlord, the Archbishop of Mayence, called upon + me several days ago while descending the Rhine in his ten-oared barge, and + said there was a remote chance that a prisoner might shortly be given into + my care. This had often happened before, for my Castle covers some + gruesome cells that extend under the river,—cells with secret + entrances not easily come by should any one search the Castle. It is + sometimes convenient that a prisoner of State should be immured in one of + them when the Archbishop has no room in his own Schloss Ehrenfels, so I + paid little attention, and merely said the prisoner would receive a + welcome on arrival. This morning there came one of the Archbishop’s + men from Stolzenfels, and both my wife and myself were astonished to learn + that the prisoner would be here this evening under your escort, my Lord, + and that it was a woman we were to harbor. Further, she was to be given + the best suite of rooms we had in the Castle, and to be treated with all + respect as a person of rank. Now, this apartment is in no state of + readiness to receive such a lady, much less to house one of the dignity of + your Lordship.” + </p> + <p> + “It does not matter for me,” replied the Archbishop. “Being, + as I may say, part soldier, the bed and board of an inn is quite + acceptable upon occasion.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh no, your Highness, such a hardship is not to be thought of. The + Castle of Gutenfels, standing above us, is comfortable as any on the + Rhine. Its owner, the Count Palatine, is fellow-Elector of yours, and a + very close friend of my overlord of Mayence, and I am told they vote + together whenever my overlord needs his assistance.” + </p> + <p> + “That is true,” commented Cologne. + </p> + <p> + “My overlord sent word that anything I needed for the accommodation + of her ladyship, he recognizing that my warning had been short, I should + requisition from the Count Palatine, so at midday I went up to call upon + him, not saying anything, of course, about State prisoners, male or + female. The moment he heard that you, my Lord, were visiting this + neighborhood, he begged me to tender to you, and to all your companions or + following, the hospitality of his Castle for so long as you might honor + him with your presence.” + </p> + <p> + “The Count Palatine is very gracious, and I shall be glad to accept + shelter and refreshment.” + </p> + <p> + “He would have been here to greet your Highness, but I was unable to + inform him at what hour you would arrive, so I waited for you myself, and + will be pleased to guide you to the gates of Gutenfels.” + </p> + <p> + The conversation was interrupted by a great clatter of galloping horses, + descending the hill with reckless speed, and at its foot swinging round + into the main street of the town. + </p> + <p> + “Ha!” cried the amateur jailer, “here is the Count + Palatine himself;” and thus it is our fate to meet the fourth + Elector of the Empire, who, added to the three Archbishops, formed a + quorum so potent that it could elect or depose an Emperor at will. + </p> + <p> + The cavalry of the Count Palatine was composed of fifty fully-armed men, + and their gallop through the town roused the echoes of that ancient + bailiwick, which, together with the Castle, belonged to the Palatinate. + The powerful noble extended a cordial welcome to his fellow-Elector, and + together they mounted to the Castle of Gutenfels. + </p> + <p> + At dinner that night the Count Palatine proved an amiable host. Under his + geniality the charming Countess von Sayn gradually recovered her lost good + spirits, and forgot she was on her way to prison. After all, she was + young, naturally joyous, and loved interesting company, especially that of + the two Electors, who were well informed, and had seen much of the world. + The Archbishop also shook off some of his somberness; indeed, all of it as + the flagons flowed. Being asked his preference in wine, he replied that + yesterday he had been regaled with a very excellent sample of Oberweseler. + </p> + <p> + “That is from this neighborhood,” replied the Count. “Oberwesel + lies but a very short distance below, on the opposite side of the river, + but we contend that our beverage of Caub is at least equal, and sometimes + superior. You shall try a good vintage of both. How did you come by + Oberweseler so far north as Stolzenfels?” + </p> + <p> + “Simply because I was so forward, counting on the good nature of my + friend of Treves, that I stipulated for Oberweseler.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah! I am anxious to know why.” + </p> + <p> + “For reasons of history, not of the palate. A fair English Princess + was guest of Stolzenfels long ago, and this wine was served to her.” + </p> + <p> + “In that case,” returned the Count, “I also shall fall + back on history, and first order brimming tankards of old Caub. Really, + Madam,” he said, turning to Hildegunde, “we should have had + Royalty here to meet you, instead of two old wine-bibbers like his + Highness and myself.” + </p> + <p> + The girl looked startled at this mention of Royalty, bringing to her mind + the turbulent events of yesterday. Nevertheless, with great composure, she + smiled at her enthusiastic host. + </p> + <p> + “Still,” went on the Count, “if we are not royal + ourselves, ‘tis a degree we are empowered to confer, and, indeed, + may be very shortly called upon to bestow. That is true from what I hear, + is it not, your Highness?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” replied the Archbishop gravely. + </p> + <p> + “Well, as I was about to say, this Castle belonged to the + Falkensteins, and was sold by them to the Palatinate. Rumor, legend, + history, call it what you like, asserts that the most beautiful woman ever + born on the Rhine was Countess Beatrice of Falkenstein. But when I drink + to the toast I am about to offer I shall, Madam,” he smiled at + Hildegunde, “assert that the legend no longer holds, a contention I + am prepared to maintain by mortal combat. Know then that the Earl of + Cornwall, who was elected King of Germany in 1257, met Beatrice of + Falkenstein in this Castle. The meeting was brought about by the Electors + themselves, who, stupid matchmakers, attempted to coerce each into a + marriage with the other. Beatrice refused to marry a foreigner. + </p> + <p> + “The Chronicles are a little vague about the most interesting part + of the negotiations, but minutely plain about the outcome. In some manner + the Earl and Beatrice met, and he became instantly enamored of her. This + is the portion so deplorably slurred by these old monkish writers. I need + hardly tell you that the Earl himself succeeded where the seven Electors + failed. Beatrice became Cornwall’s wife and Queen of Germany, and + they lived happily ever afterwards. + </p> + <p> + “I give you the toast!” cried the chivalrous Count Palatine, + rising. “To the cherished memory of the Royal lovers of Gutenfels!” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop’s eyes twinkled as he looked across the table at + Hildegunde. + </p> + <p> + “This seems to be a time of Royal betrothals,” he said, + raising his flagon. + </p> + <p> + “‘Seems’ is the right word, Guardian,” replied the + Countess. + </p> + <p> + Then she sipped the ancient wine of Caub. + </p> + <p> + Next morning Hildegunde was early afoot. Notwithstanding her trouble of + mind, she had slept well, and awakened with the birds, so great is the + influence of youth and health. During her last conscious moments the night + before, as she lay in the stately bed of the most noble room the Castle + contained, she bitterly accused herself for the disastrous failure of the + previous day. The Archbishop of Cologne had given her good counsel that + was not followed, and his disappointment with the result, generously as he + endeavored to conceal it, was doubtless the deeper because undiscussed. + Thinking of coming captivity, a dream of grim Pfalz was expected, but + instead the girl’s spirit wandered through the sweet seclusion of + Nonnenwerth, living again that happy, earlier time, free from politics and + the tramp of armed men. + </p> + <p> + In the morning the porter, at her behest, withdrew bolt, bar, and chain, + allowing exit into the fresh, cool air, and skirting the Castle, she + arrived at a broad terrace which fronted it. A fleecy mist extending from + shore to shore concealed the waters of the Rhine, and partially + obliterated the little village of Caub at the foot of the hill. Where she + stood the air was crystal clear, and she seemed to be looking out on a + broad snow-field of purest white. Beyond Caub its surface was pierced by + the dozen sharp pinnacles of her future prison, looking like a bed of + spikes, upon which one might imagine a giant martyr impaled by the verdict + of a cruel Archbishop. + </p> + <p> + Gazing upon this nightmare Castle, whose tusks alone were revealed, the + girl formulated the resolution but faintly suggested the night before. On + her release should ensue an abandonment of the world, and the adoption of + a nun’s veil in the convent opposite Drachenfels, an island + exchanged for an island; turmoil for peace. + </p> + <p> + At breakfast she met again the jovial Count Palatine, and her more sober + guardian, who both complimented her on the results of her beauty rest, the + one with great gallantry, the other with more reserve, as befitted a + Churchman. The Archbishop seemed old and haggard in the morning light, and + it was not difficult to guess that no beauty sleep had soothed his pillow. + It wrung the girl’s heart to look at him, and again she accused + herself for lack of all tact and discretion, wishing that her guardian + took his disappointment more vengefully, setting her to some detested task + that she might willingly perform. + </p> + <p> + The hospitable Count, eager that they should stop at least another night + under his roof, pressed his invitation upon them, and the Archbishop gave + a tacit consent. + </p> + <p> + “If the Countess is not too tired,” said Cologne, “I + propose that she accompany me on a little journey I have in view farther + up the river. We will return here in the evening.” + </p> + <p> + “I should be delighted,” cried Hildegunde, “for all + sense of fatigue has been swept away by a most restful night.” + </p> + <p> + The good-natured Count left them to their own devices, and shortly + afterwards guardian and ward rode together down the steep declivity to the + river. The mist was already driven away, except a wisp here and there + clinging to the gray surface of the water, trailing along as if drawn by + the current, for the air was motionless, and there was promise of a sultry + day. They proceeded in silence until a bend in the Rhine shut Caub and its + sinister water-prison out of sight, and then it was the girl who spoke. + </p> + <p> + “Guardian,” she said, “have I offended you beyond + forgiveness?” + </p> + <p> + A gentle smile came to his lips as he gazed upon her with affection. + </p> + <p> + “You have not offended me at all, my dear,” he said, “but + I am grieved at thwarting circumstance.” + </p> + <p> + “I have been thinking over circumstances too, and hold myself solely + to blame for their baffling opposition. I will submit without demur to + whatever length of imprisonment may please, and, if possible, soften the + Archbishop of Mayence. After my release I shall ask your consent that I + may forthwith join the Sisterhood at Nonnenwerth. I wish to divide my + wealth equally between yourself and the convent.” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop shook his head. + </p> + <p> + “I could not accept such donation.” + </p> + <p> + “Why not? The former Archbishop of Cologne accepted Linz from my + ancestress Matilda.” + </p> + <p> + “That was intended to be but a temporary loan.” + </p> + <p> + “Well; call my benefaction temporary if you like, to be kept until I + call for it, but meanwhile to be used at your discretion.” + </p> + <p> + “It is quite impossible,” said the Archbishop firmly. + </p> + <p> + “Does that mean you will not allow me to adopt the religious life?” + </p> + <p> + “It means, my child, that I should not feel justified in permitting + this renunciation of the world until you knew more of what you were giving + up.” + </p> + <p> + “I know enough already.” + </p> + <p> + “You think so, but your experience of it is too recent for us to + expect unbiased judgment this morning. I should insist on a year, at + least, and preferably two years, part of that time to be spent in + Frankfort and in Cologne. I anticipate a great improvement in Frankfort + when the new Emperor comes to the throne. If at the end of two years you + are still of the same mind, I shall offer no further opposition.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall never change my intention.” + </p> + <p> + “Perhaps not. I am told that the determination of a woman is + irrevocable, so a little delay does not much matter. Meanwhile, another + problem passes my comprehension. I have thought and thought about it, and + am convinced there is a misunderstanding somewhere, which possibly will be + cleared away too late. I am quite certain that Father Ambrose did not meet + Prince Roland in Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you, then, dispute the word of Father Ambrose?” asked the + girl, quickly checking the accent of indignation that arose in her voice, + for humility was to be her rôle ever after. + </p> + <p> + “Father Ambrose is at once both the gentlest and most truthful of + men. He has undoubtedly seen somebody rob a merchant in Frankfort. He has + undoubtedly been imprisoned among wine-casks; but that this thief and this + jailer was Roland is incredible to me who know the young man, and + physically impossible, for Prince Roland at that time was himself a + prisoner, as, indeed, he is to-day. Prince Roland cannot be liberated from + Ehrenfels without an order signed by Mayence, Treves, and myself. I alone + have not the power to encompass his freedom, and Mayence is equally + powerless although he is owner of the Castle. Some scoundrel is walking + the streets of Frankfort pretending to be Roland.” + </p> + <p> + “In that case, my Lord, he would not deny his identity when accosted + on the bridge.” + </p> + <p> + “A very clever point, my dear, but it does not overcome my + difficulty. There might be a dozen reasons why the rascal would not + incriminate himself to any stranger who thus took him by surprise. + However, it is useless to argue the question, for I persuade you as little + as you persuade me. The practical thing is to fathom the misunderstanding, + and remove it. Will you assist me in this?” + </p> + <p> + “Willingly, if I can, Guardian.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well. I must first inform you that your imprisonment is likely + to be very short. You are to know that the harmony supposed to exist in + Stolzenfels is largely mythical: I left behind me the seeds of discord. I + proposed that the glum niece of Treves, whom you met at our historic + lunch, should be the future Empress. This nomination was seconded by + Mayence himself, and received with unconcealed joy by my brother of + Treves.” + </p> + <p> + “Then for once the Court was unanimous? I think your choice an + admirable one.” + </p> + <p> + “The Archbishop of Mayence does not agree with you, my dear.” + </p> + <p> + “Then why did he second your nomination?” + </p> + <p> + “Because he is so much more clever than Treves, who a few minutes + later would have been the seconder.” + </p> + <p> + “Why should his Lordship of Mayence think one thing and act another?” + </p> + <p> + “Why is he always doing it? No one can guess what Mayence really + thinks, if he is judged by what he says. Were Treves’ niece to + become Empress, her uncle would speedily realize his power, and Mayence + would lose his leadership. Could Mayence to-day secretly promote you to + the position of Empress, he would gladly do so.” + </p> + <p> + “But won’t he at once look for some one else?” + </p> + <p> + “Certainly. That choice is now occupying his mind. His seconding of + the nomination was merely a ruse to gain time, but if he proposes any one + else he will find both Treves and myself against him. His only hope of + circumventing the ambition of Treves is that something may happen, causing + you to change your mind concerning Prince Roland.” + </p> + <p> + “You forget, Guardian,” protested the girl, “that his + Lordship of Mayence said he would not permit me to marry Prince Roland + after the way I had spoken and acted.” + </p> + <p> + “He said that, my dear, under the influence of great resentment + against you, but Mayence never allows resentment or any other feeling to + stand in the way of his own interests. If you wrote him a contrite letter + regretting your defiance of him, and expressing your willingness to bow to + his wishes, I am very sure he would welcome the communication as a happy + solution of the quandary in which he finds himself.” + </p> + <p> + “You wish me to do this, Guardian?” she asked wistfully. + </p> + <p> + “Not until you are satisfied that Prince Roland is innocent of the + charges you make against him.” + </p> + <p> + “How can I receive such assurance?” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, now you come to the object of this apparently purposeless + journey. I have had much experience in the world you are so anxious to + renounce, and although I have seen the wicked prosper for a time, yet my + faith has never been shaken in an overruling Providence, and what happened + last night set me thinking so deeply that daylight stole in upon my + meditations.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, my poor Guardian, I knew you had not slept, and all because of + a worthless creature like myself, and a wicked creature, too, for I did + not see the hand of Providence so visible to you.” + </p> + <p> + “Surely, my dear, a moment’s thought would reveal it to you. + Remember how we came almost to the door of the prison, when a temporary + reprieve was handed to us by that coarse reprobate, the Pfalzgraf. Your + suite of rooms was not yet ready, and thus we found bestowed upon us + another free day; a day of untrammeled liberty, quite unlooked for. Now, + much may be done in a day. An Empire has been lost and won within a few + hours. With this gift came a revelation. That wine-blotched Pfalzgraf + would have shown no consideration for you: to him a prisoner is a + prisoner, to be cast anywhere, lock the door, and have done, but a + wholesome fear had been instilled into him by his overlord. The Archbishop + of Mayence had taken thought for your comfort, ordering that the best + rooms in the Castle should be placed at your disposal. Hence, after all + that had passed, his Lordship felt no malignancy against you, and I dare + say would have been glad to rescind the order for your imprisonment, were + it not that he would never admit defeat.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, Guardian, what an imagination is yours! I am sure his Lordship + of Mayence will never forgive me.” + </p> + <p> + “His Lordship of Mayence, my dear, is in a dilemma from which no one + except yourself can extricate him.” + </p> + <p> + “His own cleverness will extricate him.” + </p> + <p> + “Perhaps. Still, I’m not troubling about him. My thoughts are + much too selfish for that. I wish you to lift me from <i>my</i> + uncertainty.” + </p> + <p> + “You mean about Prince Roland? I shall do whatever you ask of me.” + </p> + <p> + “I place no command, but I proffer a suggestion.” + </p> + <p> + “It shall be a command, nevertheless.” + </p> + <p> + “We have left your own prison far behind, and are approaching that + of Prince Roland. To the door of that detaining Castle I propose to lead + you. I am forbidden by my compact with the other Electors to see Prince + Roland or to hold any communication with him. The custodian of the Castle, + who knows me well, will not refuse any request I make, even if I ask to + see the young man himself. He will therefore not hesitate to admit you + when I require him to do so. To take away any taint of surreptitiousness + about my action, interfering, as one might say, with another man’s + house, I shall this evening write to the Archbishop of Mayence, tell him + exactly what I have done, and why.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you intend, then, that I should see Prince Roland and talk with + him?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes.” + </p> + <p> + “My dear Guardian!” cried the girl, her face flushing red, + “what on earth can I say to him? How am I to excuse my intrusion?” + </p> + <p> + “A prisoner, I fancy, does not resent intrusion, especially if the + intruder is—” The old man smiled as he looked at the girl, + whose blush grew deeper and deeper; then, seeing her confusion, he added: + “There are many things to say. Introduce yourself as the ward of his + Lordship of Cologne; reveal that your guardian has confided to you that + Prince Roland is to be the future Emperor; ask for some assurance from him + that the property descending to you from your ancestors shall not be + molested; or perhaps, better still, with the same introduction, tell him + the story of Father Ambrose. Add that this has disquieted you: demand the + truth, hearken to what the youth says for himself, thank him, and + withdraw. It needs no long conversation, though I am prepared to hear that + he wished to lengthen your stay. I am certain that five minutes face to + face with him will completely overturn all Father Ambrose has said to his + disparagement, and a few simple words from him will probably dispel the + whole mystery. If someone is personating him in Frankfort it is more than + likely he knows who it is.” + </p> + <p> + They traveled a generous furlong together in silence, the girl’s + head bowed and her brow troubled. At last, as if with an effort, she + cleared doubt away, and raised her head. + </p> + <p> + “I will do it,” she said decisively. + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop heaved a deep sigh of relief. He knew now he was out of the + wood. + </p> + <p> + “Is this Assmannshausen we are coming to?” she asked, as if to + hint that the subject on which they had talked so earnestly was finally + done with. + </p> + <p> + “No; this is Lorch, and that is the Castle of Nollich standing above + it.” + </p> + <p> + “I hope,” said the girl, with a sigh of weariness, “that + no English Princess about to marry an Emperor lodged there, or no + Englishman who was to become an Emperor—” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop interrupted the plaint with a hearty laugh, the first he + had enjoyed for several days. + </p> + <p> + “The English seem an interfering race,” she went on. “I + wish they would attend to their own affairs.” + </p> + <p> + “Nollich is uncontaminated,” said the Archbishop, “though + in olden days a reckless knight on horseback rode up to secure his + lady-love, and I believe rode down again with her, and his route is still + called the Devil’s Ladder.” + </p> + <p> + “Did the marriage turn out so badly?” + </p> + <p> + “No; I believe they lived happily ever after; but the ascent was so + cliff-like that mountain sprites are supposed to have given their + assistance.” + </p> + <p> + “How much farther is Assmannshausen?” + </p> + <p> + “Less than two leagues. We will stop there and refresh ourselves. + Are you tired?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh no; not in the least. I merely wish the ordeal was past.” + </p> + <p> + “You are a brave girl, Hildegunde.” + </p> + <p> + “I am anything but that, Guardian. Still, do not fear I shall + flinch.” + </p> + <p> + After partaking of the midday meal at Assmannshausen, the Countess + proposed that they should leave their horses in the stable, and walk the + short third of a league to Ehrenfels, and to this her guardian agreed. + </p> + <p> + He found more difficulty with the custodian than had been expected. The + man objected, trembling. Without a written order from his master he dare + not allow any one to visit the prisoner. He would be delighted to oblige + his Lordship of Cologne, but he was merely a poor wretch who had no option + in the matter. + </p> + <p> + “Very well,” said Cologne. “I have just come from your + master, who is stopping with my brother Treves at Stolzenfels. If you + persist I must then request lodgings from you until such time as a speedy + messenger can bring your master hither. This journey may cause him great + inconvenience, and should such be the case, I fear you will fare ill with + him.” + </p> + <p> + “That may be, my Lord, but I must do my duty.” + </p> + <p> + “Are you sure you have already done it on all occasions?” + asked the Archbishop severely. + </p> + <p> + The man’s face became ghastly in its pallor. + </p> + <p> + “I don’t know what you mean, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + “Then I will quickly tell you what I mean. It is rumored that Prince + Roland has been seen on the streets of Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “How—how could that be, my Lord?” + </p> + <p> + “That is exactly what I wish to know. I believe the Prince is not in + your custody.” + </p> + <p> + “I assure you, my Lord,” said the now thoroughly frightened + man, “that his Highness is in his room.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well; then conduct this lady thither. Although she does not + know the Prince, a relative of hers who does asserts that he met his + Highness in Frankfort. I said this was impossible if you had done that + duty you prate so much about. The lady merely wishes to ask him for some + explanation of this affair, so make your choice. Shall she go up with you + now, or must I send for the other two Archbishops?” + </p> + <p> + There was but one comforting phrase in this remark, namely, that the lady + did not know the Prince. Still, it was a dreadful risk, yet the custodian + hesitated no longer. He took down a bunch of keys, and asked the Countess + to follow him. Ascending the stair, he unlocked the door, and stood aside + for the Countess to pass through. + </p> + <p> + Some one with wildly tousled hair sat sprawling in a chair; arms on the + table, and head sunk forward down upon them. A full tankard of wine within + his reach, and a flagon had been overset, sluicing the table with its + contents, which still fell drip, drip, drip, to the floor. + </p> + <p> + The young man raised his head, aroused by the harsh unlocking of the door, + and with the crash it made as his father flung it hard against the stone + wall for the purpose of giving him warning, but the youth was in no + condition to profit by this thoughtfulness, nor to understand the signals + his father made from behind the frightened girl. He clutched wildly at the + overturned flagon, and with an oath cried: + </p> + <p> + “Bring me more wine, you old—” + </p> + <p> + Staggering to his feet, he threw the flagon wide, then slipped on the + spilled wine and fell heavily to the floor, roaring defiance at the world. + </p> + <p> + The panic-stricken girl shrank back, crying to the jailer: + </p> + <p> + “Let me out! Close the door quickly, and lock it!” an order + obeyed with alacrity. + </p> + <p> + When Hildegunde emerged to the court her guardian asked no question. The + horror in her face told all. + </p> + <p> + “I am sorry, my Lord,” said the cringing custodian, “but + his Highness is drunk.” + </p> + <p> + “Does this—does this happen often?” + </p> + <p> + “Alas! yes, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + “Poor lad, poor lad! The sins of the fathers shall be visited on the + children to the third and fourth generation. Hildegunde, forgive me. Let + us away and forget it all.” + </p> + <p> + The next morning the Countess began her imprisonment in Pfalz. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0016" id="link2H_4_0016"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + XV. JOURNEYS END IN LOVERS’ MEETING + </h2> + <p> + Roland slept until the sun was about an hour high over the western hills. + He found the captain waiting patiently for him to awake, and then that + useful martinet instantly set his crew at tying up the bales which had + been torn open, placing them once more in the hold. He was about to do the + same with the weapons captured from Furstenberg, but Greusel stepped + forward, and asked him to put pikes, battle-axes, and the long swords into + the cabin. + </p> + <p> + Roland nodded his approval, saying: + </p> + <p> + “They may prove useful instruments in case of an attack on the + barge. Our own swords are just a trifle short for adding interest to an + assault.” + </p> + <p> + When once more the hatches were down, and the deck clear, supper was + served. Shortly after sunset, Roland told the captain to cast off, + directing him to keep to the eastern shore, passing between what might be + called the marine Castle of Pfalz and the village of Caub, with the + strictest silence he could enjoin upon his crew. Pfalz stands upon a rock + in the Rhine, a short distance up the river from Caub, while above that + village on the hill behind are situated the strong, square towers of + Gutenfels. + </p> + <p> + “Don’t you intend to pay a call upon Pfalzgrafenstein?” + asked Ebearhard. “It is notoriously the most pestilent robber’s + nest between Mayence and Cologne.” + </p> + <p> + “No,” said Roland. “On this occasion Pfalz shall escape. + You see, Ebearhard, on our first trip down the Rhine it is not my + intention to fight if I can avoid conflict. The plan which proved + successful with the four castles we have visited is impossible so far as + Pfalz is concerned. If we attempted to enter this waterschloss by stealth, + we would be discovered by those levying contributions on the barge. There + is no cover to conceal us, so I shall give Pfalz the go-by, and also + Gutenfels, because the latter is not a robber castle, but is owned by the + Count Palatine, a true gentleman and no thief. The next object of our + attentions will be Schonburg, on the western side of the river, near + Oberwesel.” + </p> + <p> + As the grotesque, hexagonal bulk of the Pfalz, with its numerous jutting + corners and turrets, and over all the pentagonal tower, appeared dimly in + the center of the Rhine, under the clear stars, the captain ordered his + men to lie flat on the deck, himself following their example. Roland and + his company were already seated in the cabin, and the great barge, lying + so low in the water as to be almost invisible with its black paint, + floated noiseless as a dream down the swift current. + </p> + <p> + Without the slightest warning came a shock, and every man on the lockers + was flung to the floor of the cabin, with cries of dismay, for too well + they recognized the preliminary to their disasters of the night before. + Roland sprang up on deck, and found the boat swinging round broadside to + the current, which had swept it so near to the Castle that at first it + seemed to have struck against one of the outlying rocks. The fantastic + form of the Pfalz hung over them, looking like some weird building seen in + a nightmare, its sharp, pointed pinnacles outlined against the starlit + sky. + </p> + <p> + The captain, muttering sonorous German oaths, ordered his men to the + sweeps, but Roland saw at once that they were too close to the ledge of + rock for any chance of escape. He hurried down into the cabin. + </p> + <p> + “Every man his sword, and follow me as silently as possible!” + </p> + <p> + Up on deck again, Roland said to the captain: + </p> + <p> + “Let your rowers help the chain to bring the barge alongside, but + when the robbers appear, pretend to be getting away, although you must + instantly obey them when ordered to cease your efforts.” + </p> + <p> + The prow of the boat ground against the solid rock, jammed in between the + stout chain and the low cliff. Roland was the first to spring ashore, and + the rest nimbly followed him. With every motion of the barge the bell + inside the Castle rang, and now they could hear the bestirring of the + garrison, and clashing of metal, although the single door of the Pfalz had + not yet been opened. This door stood six feet above the plateau of rock, + and could be entered or quitted only by means of a ladder. + </p> + <p> + Roland led his men to a place of effective concealment along the western + wall of the Pfalz, only just in time, for as he peered round the corner, + his men standing back against the wall to the rear, he saw the flash of + torches from the now-open door, and the placing of a stout ladder at a + steep angle between the threshold and the floor of rock below. Most of the + garrison, however, did not wait for this convenience, but leaped + impetuously from doorway to rock. Others slid down the ladder, and all + rushed headlong towards the barge, which made its presence known by the + grinding of its side against the rock, and also by the despairing orders + of the captain, and the hurrying footsteps of his men on deck. + </p> + <p> + More leisurely down the ladder came two officers, followed by one whom + Roland recognized as lord of the Castle, Pfalzgraf Hermann von Stahleck, a + namesake and relative of the Laughing Baron of Furstenberg, and quite as + ruthless a robber as he. + </p> + <p> + “Cease your efforts at the prow,” shouted the Pfalzgraf to the + captain when he had descended the ladder, “and concentrate your + force at the stern, swinging your boat round broadside on to the landing.” + </p> + <p> + The captain obeyed, and presently the boat lay in such position as the + nobleman desired. Now there was a great commotion as, at a word from the + Pfalzgraf, the garrison fell on the barge, and began to wrench off the + hatches, a task which they well knew how to perform. + </p> + <p> + “Follow as quietly as possible,” whispered Roland to the two + lieutenants behind him, who, under their breath, passed on word to the + men. Roland ran nimbly up the ladder. No guard was set where none had ever + been needed before. Greusel was the last to ascend, then the ladder was + pulled up, and the massive door swung shut, bolted and chained. + </p> + <p> + The invaders found torches stuck here and there along the wall, and the + picturesque courtyard, with its irregular balconies and stairways, seemed, + in the flickering light, more spacious than was actually the case. + </p> + <p> + Although for the moment in safety, Roland experienced a sense of + imprisonment as he gazed round the narrow limits of this enclosure. He had + endeavored to count the number of men who followed the Pfalzgraf, but + their impetuosity in seeking the barge prevented an accurate estimate, + although he knew there were more than double the force that obeyed him, + and therefore it would be suicidal to lead his untrained coterie against + the seasoned warriors of Stahleck. + </p> + <p> + He ordered Greusel to take with him six men, and search the Castle, + bringing into the courtyard whomsoever they might find; also to discover + whether any window existed that looked out upon the eastern landing-place. + The remainder of his men he grouped at the door, under command of + Ebearhard. + </p> + <p> + “I fear, Ebearhard,” he said, “that I boasted + prematurely in thinking good luck would attend me now that I lead what + appears to be an obedient following. Here we are in a trap, and unless we + can escape through rat-holes, I admit that I fail to see for the moment + how we are to get safely afloat again.” + </p> + <p> + “We are in better fettle than the Pfalzgraf and his men outside,” + returned Ebearhard, “because this fortress is doubtless well + supplied with provisions, and is considered impregnable, while the + Pfalzgraf’s impetuous chaps, who did not know enough to stay in + comfortable quarters when they had them, are without shelter and without + food. You have certainly done the best you could in the circumstances, and + for those circumstances you are free of blame, since, not being a wizard, + you could scarcely know of the chain.” + </p> + <p> + “Indeed, Ebearhard, it is just in that respect I blame myself, + neglecting your own good example, who discovered the chain at Furstenberg. + This trap is a new invention, and, so far as I know, has never before been + attempted on the Rhine. I might have remembered that Stahleck here is + cousin to the Red Margrave, who likely has told him of the device. Indeed, + the chances are that Stahleck himself was the contriver of the chain, for + he seems a man of much more craft and intelligence than that huge, + laughing animal farther up the river. I should have ordered the captain to + tie up against the eastern bank, and then sent some men in a small boat to + learn if the way was clear. No, Ebearhard, I blame myself for this muddle, + and, through anxiety to pass the Pfalz, I have landed myself and my men + within its walls. I must pace this courtyard for a time, and ponder what + next to do. Go you, Ebearhard, with the men to the door. Allow no talking + or noise. Listen intently, and report to me if you hear anything. You see, + Ebearhard, the devil of it is that Stahleck, like his cousin with Cologne, + swears allegiance to the Archbishop of Mayence, and here am I, after + destroying the fief of one Archbishop, securely snared in the fief of + another. I fear their Lordships’ next meeting with me will not pass + off so amicably as did the last.” + </p> + <p> + “<i>Next</i> meeting?” cried Ebearhard in astonishment; + “have you ever met the Archbishops?” + </p> + <p> + Roland gasped, realizing that his absorption in one subject had nearly + caused him to betray his momentous secret. + </p> + <p> + “Ah, I remember,” continued Ebearhard. “It was on + account of the Archbishop’s presence in Bonn that you returned from + that town when first you journeyed up the Rhine.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” said Roland, with relief. + </p> + <p> + “It seems to me,” went on Ebearhard consolingly, “that + even if we may not leave the Castle, at least the Pfalzgraf cannot + penetrate into the stronghold, therefore we are safe enough.” + </p> + <p> + “Not so, Ebearhard,” replied his chief. “The Pfalzgraf + has the barge, remember, and it can carry his whole force to Caub or + elsewhere, returning with ample provisions and siege instruments that will + batter in the door despite all we can do. Nevertheless, let us keep up our + hearts. Get you to the gate, Ebearhard. I must have time to think before + Greusel returns.” + </p> + <p> + Alone, with bent head, he paced back and forwards across the courtyard + under the wavering light of the torches. Very speedily he concluded that + no plan could be formed until Greusel made his report regarding the + intricacies of the Castle. + </p> + <p> + “My luck is against me! My luck is against me!” he said aloud + to himself, as if the sound of his own voice might suggest some way out of + the difficulty. + </p> + <p> + “Luck always turns against a thief and a marauder,” said a + sweet and clear voice behind him; “and how can it be otherwise, when + the gallows-tree stands at the end of his journey.” + </p> + <p> + Roland stopped in his walk, and turned abruptly towards the sound. He saw + standing there, just descended from the stairway at her back, one quite + evidently a lady; not more than eighteen, perhaps, but nevertheless with a + flash of defiance in her somber eyes, which were bent fearlessly upon him. + The two tirewomen accompanying her shrank timorously to the background, + palpably panic-stricken, and ready to faint with fright. + </p> + <p> + “Ah, Madam, how came you here?” cried Roland, ignoring her + insulting words, too much surprised by her beauty of face and form to + think of aught else. + </p> + <p> + “I came here, because your bully upstairs hammered at my door and + bade me open, which I would not do, defying him to break it down if he had + the power. It so happened that he possessed the power, and used it.” + </p> + <p> + “I deeply regret that you should have been disturbed, Madam. My + lieutenant erred through over-zeal, and I ask your pardon for the offense.” + </p> + <p> + The girl laughed. + </p> + <p> + “Why, sir, you are the politest of pirates, but, indeed, your + lieutenant seems a harsh man. Without even removing his bonnet, he + commanded me to betake myself to the courtyard and report to his chief, + which obediently I have done.” + </p> + <p> + “I did not guess that women inhabited this robber’s nest. My + lieutenant is searching for men in hiding, so please accept my assurance + that you will suffer no further annoyance. You are surely not alone in + this house?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh no. Her ladyship the Pfalzgraf’s wife, and her entourage, + have sought shelter in another part of the Castle, and presently they will + all troop down here, prisoners to your most ungallant subordinate; that + is, should their doors prove no stouter than mine, or if your furious men + have not dislocated their shoulders.” + </p> + <p> + “How came you to be absent from her ladyship’s party?” + </p> + <p> + “Because, urbane pirate captain, I am an unwilling prisoner in this + stronghold, being an obstreperous person, who refused to obey my + superiors; those set in authority over me. Consequently am I immured in + this dismal dungeon of the water-rats, and thus, youthful pirate, I + welcome even so red-handed an outlaw as yourself.” + </p> + <p> + “Then are we in like case, my lady of midnight beauty, for I, too, + am a prisoner in Pfalzgrafenstein, and, when you came, was cogitating some + plan of escape. Therefore, rebellious maiden, the sword of this red-handed + freebooter is most completely at your service,” and the speaker once + more doffed his bonnet with a gallant sweep that caused the plume to kiss + the flagstones at his feet, and he bowed low to the brave girl who had + shown no fear of him. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0017" id="link2H_4_0017"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + XVI. MY LADY SCATTERS THE FREEBOOTERS AND CAPTURES THEIR CHIEF + </h2> + <p> + Greusel appeared on one of the balconies, and called down to his leader. + </p> + <p> + “There are,” he said, “a number of women in the western + rooms of the Castle. They have bolted their doors, but tell me that the + rooms contain the Pfalzgravine von Stahleck and other noble ladies, with + their tirewomen. What am I to do?” + </p> + <p> + “Place a guard in the corridor, Greusel, to make sure that these + ladies communicate with no one outside the fortress.” + </p> + <p> + “I thought it well,” explained Greusel, “not to break in + the doors without definite instructions from you to that effect.” + </p> + <p> + “Quite right. Tell the ladies we will not molest them.” + </p> + <p> + “You molested me!” cried the handsome girl in the courtyard, + her dark eyes flashing in the glow of the torches. + </p> + <p> + “This person,” said the unemotional Greusel, betraying no eye + for beauty, “called us every uncomplimentary name she could think + of. We were the scum of the earth, according to her account.” + </p> + <p> + The girl laughed scornfully. + </p> + <p> + “But I would not have dislodged her,” continued Greusel, + unperturbed, “had she not said there was a window in her room, which + is on the eastern side of the Castle, overlooking the operations of the + Pfalzgraf on the barge, and she proclaimed her determination to warn + Stahleck that his Castle was filled with freebooters, as soon as she could + make her voice heard above the din at the landing. Therefore I broke in + the door, ordering her and the tirewomen to descend to the courtyard. On + examining her room I find there is no such window as she described, and + she could not communicate with the Count, so I advise that you send her + back again.” + </p> + <p> + Once more the young lady laughed, and exclaimed: + </p> + <p> + “I could not break down the door for myself, so compelled you and + your clods to do it. I am immured here; a reluctant captive. You will not + have me sent back to my cell, I hope, Commander?” + </p> + <p> + “No; if you are really my fellow-prisoner, and not one of the enemy.” + </p> + <p> + “She may be deluding you also,” warned Greusel. + </p> + <p> + “I will take the risk of that,” replied Roland, smiling at the + girl, who smiled back at him. She had a will of her own, but seemed + sensitively responsive to fair treatment. + </p> + <p> + “Are there any men-servants?” asked Roland. + </p> + <p> + “Only three, and they are tottering with age,” replied + Greusel, “more frightened than the women themselves. Nevertheless, + one of the retainers is important, being, as he told me, keeper of the + treasure-house. I relieved him of his keys, and find that the strong-room + is well supplied with bags of gold. ‘Twill be the richest haul yet, + excepting our two barrels of coin from—” + </p> + <p> + “Hush, hush!” cried Roland. “Mention no names. Did you + discover any other exit excepting the door by which we entered?” + </p> + <p> + “No; but at the northern end there is a window through which a man + of ordinary size might pass. It is, however, high above the rocks, and I + discern floating in the tide a fleet of small boats.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah,” said Roland, “that is important.” + </p> + <p> + “Taken in conjunction with the gold, most amiable robber,” + suggested the girl. + </p> + <p> + “Taken in conjunction with the gold,” repeated Roland, smiling + again; and adding, “Taken also in conjunction with a lady who, if I + understand her, wishes to escape from the Pfalz.” + </p> + <p> + “You are right,” agreed the young girl archly. “Do I + receive a share of the money?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; if you join our band.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh!” she cried, with a pout of feigned disappointment, + “I thought you had already accepted me as a member. And what am I to + call my new overlord, who acquires wealth so successfully that he does not + wish the amount mentioned, or the place from which it was taken specified?” + </p> + <p> + “My name is Roland. Will you consent to a fair exchange?” + </p> + <p> + “I am called Hilda by my friends.” + </p> + <p> + “Then, Hilda,” said the young man, looking at her with + admiration, “I welcome you as one of my lieutenants.” + </p> + <p> + “One, indeed!” she exclaimed, with affected indignation. + “I shall be first lieutenant or nothing.” + </p> + <p> + “Up to this moment Herr Joseph Greusel, who so unceremoniously made + your acquaintance, has been my chief lieutenant, but I willingly depose + him, and give you his place.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you hear that, Joseph?” Hilda called up to the man leaning + over the balcony. + </p> + <p> + The deposed one made a grimace, but no reply. + </p> + <p> + “Set your guard, and come down, Greusel.” + </p> + <p> + Presently Greusel appeared in the courtyard, followed by four men. + </p> + <p> + “I have left two on guard,” he said. + </p> + <p> + “Right. What have you done with the servants?” + </p> + <p> + “Tied them up in a hard knot. I found a loft full of ropes.” + </p> + <p> + “Right again. Take your four men, and stand guard at the door. Send + Ebearhard to me.” + </p> + <p> + Before Ebearhard arrived, Roland turned to the girl. + </p> + <p> + “Retire to your room,” he said, “and bid your women + gather together whatever you wish to carry with you.” + </p> + <p> + “I’d rather stay where I am,” protested Hilda, “being + anxious to hear what your plans are. I confess I don’t know how you + can emerge from this Castle in safety.” + </p> + <p> + “Fräulein Hilda, the first duty of a chief lieutenant is obedience.” + </p> + <p> + “Refusing that, what will you do?” + </p> + <p> + “I shall call two of my men, cause you to be transported to your + room, and order them to see that you do not leave it again.” + </p> + <p> + “Remaining here when you have departed?” + </p> + <p> + “That, of course.” + </p> + <p> + “You will take the gold, however.” + </p> + <p> + “Certainly; the gold obeys me; doing what I ask of it.” + </p> + <p> + For a few moments the girl stood there, gazing defiance at him, but + although a slight smile hovered about his lips, she realized in some + subtle way—woman’s intuition, perhaps—that he meant what + he said. Her eyes lowered, and an expression of pique came into her pretty + face; then she breathed a long sigh. + </p> + <p> + “I shall go to my room,” she said very quietly. + </p> + <p> + “I will call upon you the moment I have given some instructions to + my third lieutenant.” + </p> + <p> + “You need not trouble,” she replied haughtily, speaking, + however, as mildly as himself. “I remain a prisoner of the Pfalzgraf + von Stahleck, who, though a distinguished pillager like yourself, + nevertheless possesses some instincts of a gentleman.” + </p> + <p> + With that, the young woman retired slowly up the stairway, and + disappeared, followed by her two servants. + </p> + <p> + “Ebearhard,” said Roland, when that official appeared, “Greusel + has discovered a window to the north through which yourself and a number + of your men can get down to the rocks with the aid of a cord, and he tells + me there is a loft full of ropes. A flotilla of boats is tied up at the + lower end of the Castle. He has visited the treasury, and finds it well + supplied with bags of coin. I intend to effect a junction between those + bags and that flotilla. Our position here is quite untenable, for there is + probably some secret entrance to this Castle that we know nothing of. + There are also a number of women within whom we cannot coerce, and must + not starve. Truth to tell, I fear them more than I do the ruffians + outside. Have any of the men-at-arms discovered that we pulled up the + ladder and closed the door?” + </p> + <p> + “I think not, for in such case they would return from their pillages + as quickly as did the Red Margrave when he found his house was ablaze. My + opinion is that they are making a clean job of looting the barge.” + </p> + <p> + “If that is so, our barrels of gold are gone, rendering it the more + necessary that we should carry away every kreuzer our friend Stahleck + possesses. Call, therefore, every man except one from the door. Greusel + has the keys, and will lead you to the treasury. Hoist the bags to the + north window. While your men are doing this, rive a stout rope so that you + may all speedily descend to the rocks, except as many as are necessary to + lower the bags. When this is accomplished, Greusel is to report to me from + the balcony, and then descend, taking with him the man on guard at the + door. Apportion men and bags in all the boats but one. That one I shall + take charge of. Put Greusel in command of the flotilla, and tell him to + convey his fleet as quietly as possible to the eastern shore; then paddle + up in slack water until he is, say, a third of a league above Pfalz. There + he must await my skiff. You will stand by that skiff until I join you. I + shall likely be accompanied by three women, so retain the largest and most + comfortable of the small boats.” + </p> + <p> + Ebearhard raised his eyebrows at the mention of the women, but said + nothing. + </p> + <p> + Roland went in person to the room occupied by the young woman, and knocked + at her door, whereupon it was opened very promptly. + </p> + <p> + “Madam,” he said, “there is opportunity for escape if + you care to avail yourself of it.” + </p> + <p> + The girl had been seated when he entered, but now she rose, speaking in a + voice that was rather tremulous. + </p> + <p> + “Sir, I was wrong to disobey you when you had treated me so kindly. + I shall therefore punish myself by remaining where I am.” + </p> + <p> + “In that case, Madam, you will punish me as well; and, indeed, I + deserve it, forgetting as I did for the moment that I addressed a lady. If + you will give me the pleasure of escorting you, I shall conduct you in + safety to whatever place of refuge you wish to reach.” + </p> + <p> + “Sir, you are most courteous, but I fear my intended destination + might take you farther afield than would be convenient for you.” + </p> + <p> + “My time is my own, and nothing could afford me greater + gratification than the assurance of your security. Tell me your + destination.” + </p> + <p> + “It is the Convent of Nonnenwerth, situated on an island larger than + this, near Rolandseck.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall be happy to convoy you thither.” + </p> + <p> + “Again I thank you. It is my desire to join the Sisterhood there.” + </p> + <p> + “Not to become a nun?” cried Roland, an intonation of + disappointment in his voice. + </p> + <p> + “Yes; although to this determination my guardian is opposed.” + </p> + <p> + “Alas,” said Roland, with a sigh, “I confess myself in + agreement with him so far as your taking the veil is concerned. Still, + imprisonment seems an unduly harsh alternative.” + </p> + <p> + The girl’s seriousness fled, and she smiled at him. + </p> + <p> + “As you have had some experience of my obstinacy, and proposed an + even harsher remedy than that—” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, you forget,” interrupted Roland, “that I apologized + for my lack of manners. I hope during our journey to Nonnenwerth I may + earn complete forgiveness.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, you are forgiven already, which is magnanimous of me, when you + recollect that the fault was wholly my own. I will join you in the + courtyard at once if I may.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well. I shall be down there after I have given final + instructions to my men.” + </p> + <p> + Roland arrived at the north window, and saw that the flotilla had already + departed. He could discern Ebearhard standing with his hand on the prow of + the remaining boat, so pulled up the rope, untied it from the ring to + which it was fastened, and threw it down to his lieutenant. + </p> + <p> + “A rope is always useful,” he whispered, “and we will + puzzle the good Pfalzgraf regarding our exit.” + </p> + <p> + In the courtyard he found the three women awaiting him. Quietly he drew + back the heavy bolts, and undid the stout chains. Holding the door + slightly ajar, he peered out at the scene on the landing, brightly + illuminated by numerous torches which the servants held aloft. + </p> + <p> + The men-at-arms were enjoying themselves hugely, and the great heap of + bales already on the rocks showed that they resolved not to leave even one + package on the barge. The fact that they stood in the light prevented + their seeing the exit of the quartette from the Castle, even had any been + on the outlook. + </p> + <p> + Roland swung the door wide, placed the ladder in exactly the same position + it had formerly occupied, assisted the three women to the ground, and then + led them round the western side of the Castle through the darkness to + Ebearhard and his skiff. Dipping their paddles with great caution, they + kept well out of the torchlight radius. + </p> + <p> + As they left the shadow of the Castle, and came within sight of the party + on the landing, they were somewhat startled by a lusty cheer. + </p> + <p> + “Ah,” said Ebearhard, “they have discovered our barrels + of gold.” + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis very likely,” replied Roland. + </p> + <p> + “Still,” added Ebearhard consolingly, “I think we have + made a good exchange. There appears to be more money in Stahleck’s + bags than in our two barrels.” + </p> + <p> + “By the Three Kings!” cried Roland, staring upstream, “the + barge is getting away. They have looted her completely, and are giving her + a parting salute. The robbers evidently bear no malice against our popular + captain. Hear them inviting him to call again!” + </p> + <p> + They listened to the rattle of the big chain. It was more amenable than + that at Furstenberg, confirming Roland in his belief that Stahleck was the + inventor of the device. They saw half a dozen men paying out a rope, while + the first section of the chain sank, leaving a passage-way for the barge. + Silhouetted against the torchlight, the boatmen were getting ready with + their sweeps, prepared to dip them into the water as soon as the vessel + got clear of the rocky island. + </p> + <p> + “We will paddle alongside before they begin to row,” said + Roland; and Captain Blumenfels was gently hailed from the river, much to + his astonishment. + </p> + <p> + “Make for the eastern bank, captain,” whispered Roland, + “and keep a lookout ahead for a number of small boats like this.” + </p> + <p> + Presently, rowing up the river strenuously, close to the shore, the barge + came upon the flotilla. Here Roland bade Hilda remain where she was, and + leaving Ebearhard in charge of the skiff, he clambered up on the barge, + ordering Greusel to range his boats alongside and fling aboard the + treasure. + </p> + <p> + “Well, captain, did his Excellency of Pfalz leave you anything at + all?” + </p> + <p> + “Not a rag,” replied the captain. “The barge is empty as + a drum.” + </p> + <p> + “In that case there is nothing for it but a speedy return to + Frankfort. I do not regret the cloth, which has been paid for over and + over again, but I am mercenary enough to grudge Stahleck our two barrels + of gold.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, as to the gold,” replied the captain gravely, “I + took the liberty of reversing your plan at Lorch.” + </p> + <p> + “What plan?” + </p> + <p> + “Your honor poured gold into wine barrels, but I poured the red wine + of Lorch into the gold barrels, and threw the empty cask overboard. + Perhaps you know that the Pfalzgraf grows excellent white wine round his + Castle of Stahleck, and despises the red wine of Lorch and Assmannshausen. + He tasted the wine, which had not been improved by being poured into the + dirty gold barrels, spat it out with an oath, and said we were welcome to + keep it. He has also promised to send me a cask of good white wine to + Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Captain, despite your quiet, unassuming manner, you are the most + ingenious of men.” + </p> + <p> + “Indeed, I but copied your honor’s ingenuity.” + </p> + <p> + “However it happened, you saved the gold, and that action alone will + make a rich man of you, for you must accept my third share of the money.” + </p> + <p> + By this time the bags had been heaved aboard. Greusel followed them, and + stood ready to receive further orders. + </p> + <p> + “You will all make for Frankfort,” said Roland, “keeping + close as possible to this side of the river. No man is to be allowed + ashore until you reach the capital. Captain, are there provisions enough + aboard for the voyage?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, your honor.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well. Put every available person at the oars, and get past + Furstenberg before daybreak. My men, who have not had an opportunity to + distinguish themselves as warriors, will take their turn at the sweeps. + You and Ebearhard,” he continued, turning to Greusel, “will + employ the time in counting the money and making a fair division. With + regard to the two barrels, the captain will receive my third share, and + also be one of us in the apportionment of the gold we secured to-night. It + was through his thoughtfulness that the barrels were saved. Whatever + portion you find me entitled to, place in the keeping of the merchant, + Herr Goebel. And now I shall tie four bags to my belt for emergencies.” + </p> + <p> + “Are you not coming with us, Roland?” asked Greusel anxiously. + </p> + <p> + “No. Urgent business requires my presence in the neighborhood of + Bonn, but I shall meet you in the Kaiser cellar before a month is out.” + </p> + <p> + Saying this, he shook hands with the captain and Greusel, and descended + into the small boat, bidding farewell to Ebearhard. + </p> + <p> + “Urge them,” were his last words, “to get well out of + sight of Pfalz and Furstenberg before the day breaks, and as for the small + boats, turn them loose; present them as a peace-offering to the Rhine.” + </p> + <p> + In the darkness Prince Roland allowed his frail barque to float down the + stream, using his paddle merely to keep it toward the east, so to avoid + the chain. He found himself accompanied by a silent, spectral fleet; the + empty boats that his men had sent adrift. To all appearance the little + squadron lay motionless, while the dim Castle of Pfalz, with its score of + pointed turrets piercing a less dark sky, seemed like a great ship moving + slowly up the Rhine. When it had disappeared to the south, Roland ventured + to speak, in a low voice. + </p> + <p> + “Madam,” he said, “tell your women so to arrange what + extra apparel you have brought to form a couch, where you may recline, and + sleep for the rest of the night.” + </p> + <p> + “Captain Roland,” she replied, her gentle little laugh + floating with so musical a cadence athwart the waters that he found + himself regretting such a sweet voice should be kept from the world by the + unappreciative walls of a convent,—“Captain Roland, I was + never more awake than I am at this moment. Life has somehow become + unexpectedly interesting. I experience the deliciously guilty feeling of + belonging to a stealthy society of banditti. Do not, I beg of you, deprive + me of that pleasure by asking me to sleep.” + </p> + <p> + “In the morning, Madam, there will be little opportunity for rest. + We must put all the distance we can between ourselves and the Pfalzgraf + von Stahleck. I expect you to ride far and fast to-morrow.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you intend, then, to abandon this boat?” + </p> + <p> + “I must, Madam. The river has been long so empty that this flotilla, + which I cannot shake off, being unaccustomed to oars or paddle, will + attract attention from both sides of the Rhine, and when the darkness + lifts we are almost certain to be stopped. The boats will be recognized as + belonging to the Pfalzgraf, and I wish to sever all connection between + this night’s work and my own future.” + </p> + <p> + “What, then, do you propose?” + </p> + <p> + “As soon as day breaks we will come to land, and allow our boat to + float away with the rest. Can you walk?” + </p> + <p> + “I love walking,” cried the girl with enthusiasm. “I ask + your pity for myself, immured in that windowless dungeon, situated on a + tiny point of rock; I, who have roamed the hills and explored the valleys + of my own land on foot, breathing the air of freedom with delight. Let me, + therefore, I beg of you, remain awake that I may taste the pleasure of + anticipation in my thoughts; or is such a wish disobedience on the part of + your first lieutenant? I do not mean it so, and will quietly cry myself to + sleep if you insist.” + </p> + <p> + “Indeed, Hilda,” said Roland, laughing, and abandoning the + more formal title of “madam,” “I am no such tyrant as + you suppose. Besides, your office of first lieutenant has lapsed, because + our men have all gone south, while we travel north.” + </p> + <p> + “Then may I talk with you?” + </p> + <p> + “Nothing would please me better. I was thinking of your own welfare, + and not of my desire, when I counseled slumber.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, I assure you I slept very well during the first part of the + night, for, there being nothing else to do, I went to bed early, and was + quite unconscious until the dreadful ringing of that alarm bell, which set + the whole Castle astir.” + </p> + <p> + “Why were you imprisoned?” + </p> + <p> + “Because—because,” she replied haltingly, “I had + chosen the religious life, the which my guardian opposed. He appeared to + think that some experience of the rigors of the convent might make me less + eager to immure myself in a nunnery, which, like Pfalz Castle, is also on + a restricted island.” + </p> + <p> + “Then his remedy has proved unavailing?” + </p> + <p> + “Quite. The Sisters will be very good to me, for I shall enrich + their convent with my wealth. ‘Twill be vastly different from + incarceration in Pfalz.” + </p> + <p> + “Hilda, I doubt that. Captivity is captivity, under whatever name + you term it. I cannot understand why one who spoke so enthusiastically + just now of hills and valleys and liberty should take the irrevocable step + which you propose; a step that will rob you forever of those joys.” + </p> + <p> + The girl remained silent, and he went on, speaking earnestly: + </p> + <p> + “I think in one respect you are like myself. You love the murmur of + the trees, and the song of the running stream.” + </p> + <p> + “I do, I do,” she whispered, as if to herself. + </p> + <p> + “The air that blows around the mountain-top inspires you, and you + cannot view the hills on the horizon without wishing to explore them, and + learn what is on the other side.” + </p> + <p> + There was light enough for him to see that the girl’s head sank into + her open hand. + </p> + <p> + “You, I take it, have never been restricted by discipline.” + </p> + <p> + Her head came up quickly. + </p> + <p> + “You think that because of what I said in the courtyard?” + </p> + <p> + “No; my mind was running towards the future rather than to the past. + The rigor of strict rules would prove as irksome to you as would a cage to + a free bird of the forest.” + </p> + <p> + “I fear you are in the right,” she said with a sigh; and then, + impatiently, “Oh, you do not understand the situation, and I cannot + explain! The convent is merely a retreat for me; the lesser of two evils + presented.” + </p> + <p> + “You spoke of your land. Where is that land?” + </p> + <p> + “Do you know Schloss Sayn?” she asked. + </p> + <p> + “Sayn? Sayn?” he repeated. “Where have I heard that name + before, and recently too? I thought I knew every castle on the Rhine, but + I do not remember Sayn.” + </p> + <p> + The girl laughed. + </p> + <p> + “You will find no fellow-craftsman there, Pirate Roland, if ever you + visit it. The Schloss is not on the Rhine, and, perhaps on that account, + rather than because of its owner’s honesty, is free from the taint + you suggest. It stands high in the valley of the Saynbach, more than half + a league from this river.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, that accounts for my ignorance. I never saw Sayn Castle, + although I seem to have heard of it. Are you its owner?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; I told you I was wealthy.” + </p> + <p> + “Where is the Schloss situated?” + </p> + <p> + “Below Coblentz, on the eastern side of the river.” + </p> + <p> + “Then why not let me take you there instead of to the convent?” + </p> + <p> + “Willingly, if you had brought your barge-load of armed men, but in + Sayn Castle I am helpless, commanding a peaceful retinue of servants who, + although devoted to me, are useless when it comes to defense.” + </p> + <p> + “I cannot account for it,” said Roland in meditative tone, + “but the thought of that convent becomes more and more distasteful. + You will be free of your guardian, no doubt, but you merely exchange one + whom you know for another whom you don’t, and that other a member of + your own sex.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you disparage my sex, then?” + </p> + <p> + “No; but I cannot imagine any man being discourteous to you. Surely + every gentleman with a sword by his side should spring at once to your + defense.” + </p> + <p> + The girl laughed. + </p> + <p> + “Ah, Captain Roland, you are very young, and, I fear, inexperienced, + despite your filibustering. However, this lovely, still, summer night, + with its warm, velvety darkness, was made for pleasant thoughts. Enough + about myself. Let me hear something of you. Did you come up the river or + down, with your barge?” + </p> + <p> + “We came down.” + </p> + <p> + “How long since you adopted a career of crime? You do not seem to be + a hardened villain.” + </p> + <p> + “Believe me,” protested Roland earnestly, “I am not, and + I do not admit that my career is one of crime.” + </p> + <p> + “Indeed,” said the girl, laughing again, “I am not so + gullible as you think. I could almost fancy that you were the incendiary + of Furstenberg Castle.” + </p> + <p> + “What!” exclaimed Roland in consternation. “How came you + to learn of its destruction?” + </p> + <p> + “There!” cried the girl gleefully, “you have all but + confessed. You are as startled as if I had said: ‘I arrest you in + the name of the Emperor!’” + </p> + <p> + “Who told you that Furstenberg Castle was burned?” demanded + the young man sternly. + </p> + <p> + “Yesterday morning there came swiftly down the river, with no less + than twelve oarsmen, a long, thin boat, traveling like the wind. It did + not pause at Pfalz, but the man standing in the stern hailed the Castle, + and shouted to the Pfalzgraf that Furstenberg had been burned by the + outlaws of the Hunsruck. He was on his way to Bonn to inform the + Archbishop of Cologne, and he carried also Imperial news for his Lordship: + tidings that the Emperor is dead.” + </p> + <p> + “Dead!” breathed Roland in horror, scarcely above his breath. + “The Emperor dead! I wonder if that can be true.” + </p> + <p> + “Little matter whether it is true or no,” said the girl + indifferently. “He doubtless passed away in a drunken sleep, and I + am told his drunken son will be elected in his place.” + </p> + <p> + “Madam!” said Roland harshly, awakened from his stupor by her + words, “I must inform your ignorance that the Emperor’s son is + not a drunkard, and, indeed, scarcely touches wine at all, being a most + strenuous opposer to its misuse. How can one so fair, and, as I believed, + so honest, repeat such unfounded slander?” + </p> + <p> + “Are you a partisan of his?” + </p> + <p> + “I come from Frankfort; have seen the Prince, and know I speak the + truth.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, well,” replied the girl lightly, “you and I will + not quarrel over his Highness. I accept your amendment, and will never + more bear false witness against him. After all, it makes slight difference + one way or the other. An Emperor goes, and an Emperor is elected in his + place as powerless as his predecessor. ‘Tis the Archbishops who + rule.” + </p> + <p> + “You seem well versed in politics, Madam.” + </p> + <p> + The girl leaned forward to him. + </p> + <p> + “Do not ‘madam’ me, I beg of you, Roland. I dare say + rumor has prejudiced me against the young man, but I have promised not to + speak slightingly of him again. I wish this veil of darkness was lifted, + that I might see your face, to note the effect of anger. Do you know, I am + disappointed in you, Roland? You spoke in such level tones in the + courtyard that I thought anger was foreign to your nature.” + </p> + <p> + “I am not angry,” said Roland gruffly, “but I detest + malicious gossip.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, so do I, so do I! I spoke thoughtlessly. I will kneel to the + new Emperor and beg his pardon, if you insist.” + </p> + <p> + Roland remained silent, and for a time they floated thus down the river, + she trailing her fingers in the water, which made a pleasant ripple + against them, looking up at him now and then. Perceptibly the darkness was + thinning. One seemed to smell morning in the air. A bird piped dreamily in + the forest at intervals, as if only half-awakened. The two women reclining + in the prow were sound asleep. + </p> + <p> + Roland picked up the paddle, and with a strong, sweeping stroke turned the + head of the boat towards the land. Now she could see his lowering brow, + and if the sight pleased her, ‘twas not manifested in her next + remark. + </p> + <p> + She took her hand from the water, drew herself up proudly, and said: + </p> + <p> + “I shall not apologize to you again, and I hate your blameless + Prince!” + </p> + <p> + “Madam, I ask for no apology, and whether you hate or like the + Prince matters nothing to me, or, I dare say, to him, either.” + </p> + <p> + “Cannot you even allow a woman her privilege of the last word?” + she cried indignantly. + </p> + <p> + Roland’s brow cleared, and a smile came to his lips, as he remained + silent, thus bestowing upon her the prerogative she seemed to crave. Hilda + lay back in the prow of the boat between her sleeping women, with hands + clasped behind her head, and her eyes closed. More and more the light + increased, and sturdily with his paddle Roland propelled the boat towards + the shore, bringing it alongside the low bank at last. He sprang out on + the turf, and with the paddle in one hand held the boat to land with the + other. + </p> + <p> + “We are now,” he said, “a short distance above St. + Goarhausen, where I hope to purchase horses. Will you kindly disembark?” + </p> + <p> + The girl, without moving, or opening her eyes, said quietly: + </p> + <p> + “Please throw the paddle into the boat again. I shall make for + Nonnenwerth in this craft, which is more comfortable than a saddle.” + </p> + <p> + The paddle came rattling down upon the bottom of the skiff. Roland + stooped, and before she knew what he was about, took Hilda in his arms, + lifted her ashore, and laid her carefully on the grass. + </p> + <p> + “Come,” he cried to the newly-awakened serving-women, “tumble + out of that without further delay,” and they obeyed him in haste. + </p> + <p> + He stepped into the skiff, flung their belongings on the sward, turned the + prow to the west, and, leaping ashore, bestowed a kick upon the boat that + impelled it like an arrow far out into the stream. + </p> + <p> + Hilda was standing on her feet now, speechless with indignation. + </p> + <p> + “Come along,” urged Roland cheerfully, “breakfast awaits + us when we earn it;” but seeing that she made no move, the frown + furrowed his brow again. + </p> + <p> + “Madam,” he said, “I tell you frankly that to be + thwarted by petulance annoys me. It happens that time is of the utmost + importance until we are much farther from Pfalz. If you think that the + ownership of wealth and a castle gives you the right to flout a plain, + ordinary man, you take a mistaken view of things. I care nothing for your + castle, or for your wealth. You may be a lady of title for aught I know, + but even that does not impress me. We must not stand here like two + quarrelsome children. I will conduct you to the Adler Inn at St. + Goarhausen, where I know from experience you will be taken care of. I + shall then purchase four horses, and return to the inn after you have + breakfasted. Three of these horses are at your disposal, also the fourth + and myself, if you will condescend to make use of us. If not, I shall ask + you to accept what money you need for your journey, so that you may travel + north unmolested, while I take my way in the other direction.” + </p> + <p> + “How can I repay the money,” she demanded, “if I do not + know who and what you are?” + </p> + <p> + “I shall send for it, either to your Castle of Sayn, or the Convent + of Nonnenwerth. You need be under no obligation to me.” + </p> + <p> + “But,” cried the girl with a sob, “I am already under + obligation to you; an obligation which I cannot repay.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh yes, you can.” + </p> + <p> + “How?” + </p> + <p> + “By coming with me, who will persuade you, as readily as you did + with your guardian, who coerced you.” + </p> + <p> + “I am an ungrateful simpleton,” she murmured. “Of course + your way is the right one, and I am quite helpless if you desert me.” + </p> + <p> + “There,” cried Roland, with enthusiasm, “you have more + than repaid whatever you may owe.” + </p> + <p> + After breakfasting at St. Goarhausen and purchasing the horses, they + journeyed down the rough road that extended along the right bank of the + Rhine. Roland and Hilda rode side by side, the other two following some + distance to the rear. The young man maintained a gloomy silence, and the + girl, misapprehending his thoughts, remained silent also, with downcast + eyes, seeing nothing of the beautiful scenery they were passing. Every now + and then Roland cast a sidelong glance at her, and his melancholy deepened + as he remembered how heedlessly he had pledged his word to the three + Archbishops regarding his marriage. + </p> + <p> + “I see,” she said at last, “that I have offended you + more seriously than I feared.” + </p> + <p> + “No, no,” he assured her. “There is a burden that I + cannot cast from my mind.” + </p> + <p> + “May I know what it is?” + </p> + <p> + “I dare not tell you, Hilda. I have been a fool. I am in the + position of a man who must break his oath and live dishonored, or keep it, + and remain for ever unhappy. Which would you do were you in my place?” + </p> + <p> + “Once given, I should keep my oath,” she replied promptly, + “unless those who accepted it would release me.” + </p> + <p> + Roland shook his head. + </p> + <p> + “They will not release me,” he said dolefully. + </p> + <p> + Again they rode together in silence, content to be near each other, + despite the young man’s alternations of elation and despair. ‘Twas, + all in all, a long summer’s day of sweet unhappiness for each. + </p> + <p> + One of Roland’s reasons for choosing the right bank of the Rhine was + to avoid the important city of Coblentz, with its inevitable questioning, + and it was late afternoon when they saw this town on the farther shore, + passing it without hindrance. + </p> + <p> + “You will rest this night,” she said, “in my Castle of + Sayn, and then, as time is pressing, to-morrow you must return. We have + met no interference even by this dangerous route, and I shall make my way + alone without fear to Nonnenwerth, for I know you are anxious to be in + Frankfort once more.” + </p> + <p> + “I swear to you, Hilda, that if, without breaking my oath, I should + never see Frankfort again, I would be the most joyous of men.” + </p> + <p> + “Does your oath relate to Frankfort?” + </p> + <p> + “My oath relates to a woman,” he said shortly. + </p> + <p> + “Ah,” she breathed, “then you must keep it,” and + so they fell into silence and unhappiness again. + </p> + <p> + She had talked of security on the road they traversed, but turning a + corner north of Vallandar they speedily found that a Rhine road is never + safe. + </p> + <p> + Both reined in their horses as if moved by the same impulse, but to + retreat now would simply draw pursuit upon them. Mounted on a splendid + white charger, gorgeous with trappings, glittering with silver and gold, + rode a dignified man in the outdoor habit of a general in times of peace. + </p> + <p> + Following him came an escort of twoscore horsemen; they in the full + panoply of war; and behind them, on foot, in procession extending like a + gigantic snake down the Rhine road, an army of at least three thousand + men, the setting sun flashing fire from the points of their spears. Here + and there, down the line, floated above them silken flags, and Roland + recognized the device on the foremost one. + </p> + <p> + “God!” he shouted in dismay. “The Archbishop of Cologne!” + </p> + <p> + The girl uttered a little frightened cry, and edged her horse nearer to + that of her escort. + </p> + <p> + “My guardian! My guardian!” she breathed. “I shall be + rearrested!” + </p> + <p> + Seeing them standing as if stricken to stone, two horsemen detached + themselves from the cavalry and galloped forward. + </p> + <p> + “Make way there, you fools!” cried the leader. “Get ye + to the side; into the river; where you like; out of the path of my Lord + the Archbishop.” + </p> + <p> + Nevertheless Roland stood his ground, and dared even to frown at the + officers of his Lordship. + </p> + <p> + “Stand aside <i>you</i>,” he commanded in a tone of mastery, + “and do not venture to intrude between the Archbishop and me.” + </p> + <p> + The rider knew that no man who valued his head would dare use such + language in the very presence of the Archbishop, unless he were the + highest in the land. His dignified Lordship looked up to see the cause of + this interruption, and of these angry words. + </p> + <p> + First came into his face an expression of amazement, then a smile melted + the stern lips as he looked on Roland and recognized him. The impetuous + horsemen faded away to the background. There was no answering smile on + Roland’s face. He reached out and clasped the hand of the girl. + </p> + <p> + “Now, by the Three Kings!” he whispered, “I shall break + my oath.” + </p> + <p> + Hilda glanced up at him, frightened by his vehemence, wincing under his + iron grasp. + </p> + <p> + An unexpected sound interrupted the tension. The Archbishop had come to a + stand, and “Halt! Halt! Halt!” rang out the word along the + line of men, whose feet ceased to stir the dust of the road. The + unexpected sound was that of hearty laughter from the dignified and mighty + Prince of the Church. + </p> + <p> + “Forgive me, your Highness!” he cried, “but I laugh to + think of the countenances of my somber brothers, Treves and Mayence, when + they learn how sturdily you have kept your word with them. By the true + Cross, Prince Roland, although we wished you to marry her, we had no + thought that you would break into the Castle of Pfalz to win her hand. Ah, + dear, what a pity ‘tis we grow old! The impetuousness of youth + outweighs the calculated wisdom of the three greatest prelates outside + Rome. Judging by your fair face (and I have always held it to be + beautiful, remember), you, Hildegunde Lauretta Priscilla Agnes, Countess + of Sayn, are not moving northward to Nonnenwerth. I always insisted that + the Saalhof at Frankfort was a more cheerful edifice than any nunnery on + the Rhine, yet you never turned upon me such a glance of confidence as I + see you bestow on your future Emperor.” + </p> + <p> + “I hope, my Lord and Guardian,” cried the girl, “that I + have met you in time to deflect your course to my Castle of Sayn.” + </p> + <p> + “Sweet Countess, I thank you for the invitation. My men can go on to + their camp in the stronghold of my brother of Mayence, Schloss + Martinsburg, and I shall gladly return with you to the hospitable hearth + of Sayn. Indeed,” said the Archbishop, lowering his voice, “I + shall feel safer there than in enjoying the hospitality I had intended to + accept.” + </p> + <p> + “Are you not surprised to meet me?” asked the lady, with a + laugh, adjusting words and manner to the new situation, which she more + quickly comprehended than did her companion, who glanced with bewilderment + from Countess to prelate, and back again. + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop waved his hand. + </p> + <p> + “Nothing you could do would surprise me, since your interview with + the Court of Archbishops. I am on my way to Frankfort.” Then, more + seriously, to Prince Roland: “You heard of your father’s + death?” + </p> + <p> + “I learned it only this morning, my Lord. I shall return to + Frankfort when I am assured that this gentlewoman is in a place of safety.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, Countess, there will be no lack of safety now! But will you not + ease an old man’s conscience by admitting he was in the right?” + </p> + <p> + The Countess looked up at Roland with a smile. + </p> + <p> + “Yes, dear Guardian,” she said. “You were in the right.” + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0018" id="link2H_4_0018"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + XVII. “FOR THE EMPRESS, AND NOT FOR THE EMPIRE” + </h2> + <p> + While the long line of troops stood at salute in single file, the + Archbishop turned his horse to the north and rode past his regiments, + followed by the Countess and Roland. His Lordship was accompanied to the + end of the ranks by his general, who received final instructions regarding + the march. + </p> + <p> + “You will encamp for the night not at Schloss Martinsburg, as I had + intended, but a league or two up the Lahn. To-morrow morning continue your + march along the Lahn as far as Limburg, and there await my arrival. We + will enter Frankfort by the north gate instead of from the west.” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop sat on his horse for some minutes, watching the departing + force, then called Roland to his right hand, and Hildegunde to his left, + and thus the three set out on the short journey to Sayn. + </p> + <p> + “Your Highness,” began the Archbishop, “I find myself in + a position of some embarrassment. I think explanations are due to me from + you both. Here I ride between two escaped prisoners, and I travel away + from, instead of towards, their respective dungeons. My plain duty, on + encountering you, was to place you in custody of a sufficient guard, + marching you separately the one to Pfalz and the other to Ehrenfels. + Having accomplished this I should report the case to my two colleagues, + yet here am I actually compounding a misdemeanor, and assisting prisoners + to escape.” + </p> + <p> + “My Lord,” spoke up Roland, “I am quite satisfied that + my own imprisonment has been illegal, therefore I make no apology for + circumventing it. Before entering upon any explanation, I ask + enlightenment regarding the detention of my lady of Sayn. Am I right in + surmising that she, like myself, was placed under arrest by the three + Archbishops?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, your Highness.” + </p> + <p> + “On what charge?” + </p> + <p> + “High treason.” + </p> + <p> + “Against whom?” + </p> + <p> + There was a pause, during which the Archbishop did not reply. + </p> + <p> + “I need not have asked such a question,” resumed the Prince, + “for high treason can relate only to the monarch. In what measure + has her ladyship encroached upon the prerogative of the Emperor?” + </p> + <p> + “Your Highness forgets that there is such a thing as treason against + the State.” + </p> + <p> + “Are not members of the nobility privileged in this matter?” + </p> + <p> + “They cannot be, for the State is greater than any individual.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall make a note of that, my Lord of Cologne. I believe you are + in the right, and I hope so. During my lonely incarceration,” the + Prince laughed a little, “I have studied the condition of the State, + arriving at the conclusion that the greatest traitors in our land are the + three Archbishops, who, arrogating to themselves power that should belong + to the Crown, did not use that power for suppressing those other + treason-mongers, the Barons of the Rhine.” + </p> + <p> + “What would you have us do with them?” + </p> + <p> + “You should disarm them. You should exact restitution of their + illegally-won wealth. You should open the Rhine to honest commerce.” + </p> + <p> + “That is easy to enunciate, and difficult to perform. If the Castles + were disarmed, especially those on the left bank, a great injustice would + be done that might lead to the extinction of many noble families. Why, the + forests of Germany are filled with desperate outlaws, who respect neither + life nor property. I myself have suffered but recently from their + depredations. In broad daylight an irresistible band of these ruffians + descended upon and captured the supposed impregnable Castle of Rheinstein, + shamefully maltreating Baron Hugo von Hohenfels, tying him motionless, and + nearly strangling him with stout ropes, after which the scoundrels robbed + him of every stiver he possessed. The following midnight but one they + descended on Furstenberg, a fief of my own, and not contenting themselves + with robbery, brought red ruin on the Margrave by burning his Castle to + the ground.” + </p> + <p> + “My Lord, red ruin and the Red Margrave were made for each other. It + was the justice of God that they should meet.” The young man raised + aloft his swordarm, shaking his clenched fist at the sky. “That hand + held the torch that fired Furstenberg. The Castle was taken and burned by + three sword makers from Frankfort, who never saw the Hunsruck or the + outlaws thereof.” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop reined in his horse, and looked at the excited young man + with amazement. + </p> + <p> + “<i>You</i> fired Furstenberg?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; and effectively, my Lord. I shall rebuild it for you, but the + Red Margrave I shall hang, as my predecessor Rudolph did his ancestor.” + </p> + <p> + An expression of sternness hardened the Archbishop’s face. + </p> + <p> + “Sir,” he said, “I regret to hear you speak like this, + and your safety lies in the fact that I do not believe a word of it. Even + so, such wild words fill me with displeasure. I beg to remind you that the + Election of an Emperor has not yet taken place, and I, for one, am likely + to reconsider my decision. Still, as I said, I do not believe a word of + your absurd tale.” + </p> + <p> + “I believe every syllable of it!” cried the Countess with + enthusiasm, “and glory that there is a mind brave enough, and a hand + obedient to it, to smoke out a robber and a murderer.” + </p> + <p> + The tension this astonishing revelation caused was relieved by a laugh + from the Archbishop. + </p> + <p> + “My dear Hildegunde, you are forgetting your own ancestors. I + venture that no woman of the House of Sayn talked thus when the Emperor + Rudolph marched Count von Sayn to the scaffold. You would probably sing + another song if asked to restore the millions amassed by Henry III. of + Sayn and his successors; all accumulated by robbery as cruel as any that + the Red Margrave has perpetrated.” + </p> + <p> + “My Lord,” said the Countess proudly, “you had no need + to ask that question, for you knew the answer to it before you spoke. + Every thaler I control shall be handed over to Prince Roland, to be used + for the regeneration of his country.” + </p> + <p> + Again the Archbishop laughed. + </p> + <p> + “Surely I knew that, my dear, and I should not have said what I did. + I suppose you will not allow me to vote against his Highness at the coming + Election.” + </p> + <p> + “Indeed, you shall vote enthusiastically for him, because you know + in your own heart he is the man Germany needs.” + </p> + <p> + “Was there ever such a change of front?” cried the Archbishop. + “Why, my dear, the charges you so hotly made against his Highness + are as nothing to what he has himself confessed; yet now he is the savior + of Germany, when previously—Ah, well, I must not play the + tale-bearer.” + </p> + <p> + “Prince Roland,” cried the girl, “my kinsman, Father + Ambrose, said he met you in Frankfort, although now I believe him to have + been mistaken.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh no; I encountered the good Father on the bridge.” + </p> + <p> + “There now!” exclaimed the Archbishop, “what do you say + to that, my lady?” + </p> + <p> + She seemed perplexed by the admission, but quickly replied to his + Lordship: + </p> + <p> + “‘Twas you said that could not be, as he was a close prisoner + in Ehrenfels.” She continued, addressing the Prince: “Father + Ambrose asserted that you were a companion of drinkers and brawlers in a + low wine cellar of Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Quite true; a score of them.” + </p> + <p> + The girl became more and more perplexed. + </p> + <p> + “Did you imprison Father Ambrose?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; in the lowest wine cellar, but only for a day or two. I am + very sorry, Madam, but it was a stern necessity of war. He was meddling + with affairs he knew nothing of, and there was no time for explanations. + He, a man of peace, would not have sanctioned what there was to do even if + I had explained.” + </p> + <p> + “He says,” continued the girl, “that he saw you rob a + merchant of a bag of gold.” + </p> + <p> + “That is untrue!” cried the Prince. + </p> + <p> + “My dear Hildegunde, what is the robbing of a bag of gold from a + merchant when he admits having stolen gold by the castle full?” + </p> + <p> + “I robbed no merchant,” protested the Prince. “How could + Father Ambrose make such a statement?” + </p> + <p> + “He mounted an outside stairway on the Fahrgasse, and through + lighted windows on the opposite side saw you place the point of your sword + at the throat of an unarmed merchant, and take from him a bag of gold.” + </p> + <p> + Roland, whose brow had been knitted into an angry frown, now threw back + his head and laughed joyously. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, that was a mere frolic,” he alleged. + </p> + <p> + It was the girl’s turn to frown. + </p> + <p> + “When you took stolen treasure from thievish Barons and Margraves + protected by scores of armed men, with the object of breaking their power, + for the relief of commerce, I admired you, but to say that the despoiling + of a helpless merchant is a frolic—” + </p> + <p> + “No, no, my dear, you do not understand,” eagerly corrected + the Prince, unconscious of the affectionate phrase that caused a flush to + rise in the cheeks of his listener. “The merchant was, and is, my + partner; a blameless man, Herr Goebel, who came near to being hanged on my + behalf when these Archbishops took me captive. I sought from him a + thousand thalers; he insisted on learning my plans for opening the Rhine, + and still would not give the money until, reluctantly, I was obliged to + confess myself son of the Emperor. This he could not credit, stipulating + that before giving the money I must produce for him a safe-conduct, signed + by the Emperor, and verified by the Great Seal of the Empire. This + document I obtained at dire personal risk, through the aid of my mother. + Here it is.” + </p> + <p> + He thrust his hand into his doublet, and produced the parchment in + question, delivering it to the lady, who, however, did not unfold it, but + kept her eyes fixed upon him. + </p> + <p> + “This distrust annoyed me; it should not have done so, for he was + merely acting in the cautious manner natural to a merchant. With a + boyishness I now regret, I put my sword to his throat, demanding the + money, which I received. I took only half of it, for my mother had given + me five hundred thalers. Oh, no; I did not rob my friend Goebel, but + merely tried to teach him that lack of faith is a dangerous thing.” + </p> + <p> + If the old man who listened could have exchanged confidences with the + young woman who listened, he would have learned they shared the same + thought, which was that the young Prince spoke so straight-forwardly + neither doubted him for a moment. The old man, it is true, felt that his + talk was rather reckless of consequences, but, on the other hand, this in + itself was complimentary, for, as he remembered, the Prince had been + cautious enough when catechized by the three Archbishops together. + </p> + <p> + “I have often read,” said Cologne, with a smile, “pathetic + accounts of prisoners, who in extreme loneliness carved their names over + and over again on stone as hard as the jailer’s heart, but your + Highness seems rather to have enjoyed yourself while so cruelly interned. + May I further beg of you to enlighten us concerning a somewhat bibulous + youth who at the present moment is enjoying, in every sense of the word, + the hospitality of Ehrenfels Castle?” + </p> + <p> + It was now the Archbishop’s turn to astonish the Prince. + </p> + <p> + “You knew of my device, then?” + </p> + <p> + “‘Knew’ is a little too strong. ‘Suspect’ + more nearly fits the case. You won over your jailer, and some one else + took your place as prisoner.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; a young man to whom I owe small thanks, and with whom I have + an account to settle. He is son of the custodian, and thinks he has us + both under his thumb, Heinrich drinks as if he were a fish or a Baron, but + I shall cure him of that habit before it becomes firmly established.” + </p> + <p> + “Am I correct in assuming that you found your liberty only after + your interview with the three Electors?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, bless you, no! I was free months before that time. Indeed, it + is only since then that my substitute is practically useless. Heinrich + might have passed for me at a pinch, but only because neither you nor your + colleagues had seen me. I have kept him under lock and key ever since, + because I dare not allow him abroad until the Election has taken place.” + </p> + <p> + “I see. A very wise precaution. Well, your Highness, I shall say + nothing of what you tell me; furthermore, I still promise you my vote; + that is, if you will obey my orders until you are elected Emperor. I + foresee we are not going to have the easy time with you that was + anticipated, but this concerns Mayence and Treves, rather than myself, for + I have no ambition to rule by proxy. And now, my lady of Sayn, when we + journeyed southward that day from Gutenfels Castle I gave you some + information regarding the mind of Mayence. You remember, perhaps, what I + said about his quandary. I rather suspect that he admires you, + notwithstanding your defiance of him; but there is nothing remarkable in + that, for we all appreciate you, old and young. I, too, carry a document + of safe-conduct, like Prince Roland here, although I see that his Highness + has placed his safety in your hands.” + </p> + <p> + The old man smiled, and Hildegunde found herself still carrying the + parchment Roland had given her. For a moment she was confused, then smiled + also, and offered it back; but the Prince shook his head. The Archbishop + went on: + </p> + <p> + “Mayence sent down to me your written release, signed by himself and + Treves. He asked me to attach a signature, and liberate you on my way to + Frankfort, which I intended to do had this impetuous young man not + forestalled me. By the way, Highness, how did you happen to meet Countess + von Sayn in Pfalz?” + </p> + <p> + “We will tell you about that later, Guardian,” said + Hildegunde, before Roland could speak. “What instructions did his + Lordship of Mayence give concerning me?” + </p> + <p> + “He asked me to bring you to my palace in Frankfort, and subtly + expressed the hope you had changed your mind.” + </p> + <p> + “You may assure him I have,” said the Countess, again speaking + rapidly; “but let us leave all details of that for the moment. I am + then to go with you to the capital?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; to-morrow morning.” + </p> + <p> + “To remain until the coronation?” + </p> + <p> + “Certainly; if such is your wish. But do you not see something very + significant in my brother Mayence’s change of plan, for you know he + did not intend to release you until after that event?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, yes,” replied the Countess breathlessly. “I see it + quite clearly, but do not wish to discuss the matter at the present + moment.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well. I intended to enter Frankfort from the west, but meeting + you so unexpectedly, I have deflected my troops up the Lahn to Limburg, at + which town we will join them to-morrow night, thus following Father + Ambrose’s route to the capital.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, that will be very interesting. Prince Roland, you accompany us, + I hope?” + </p> + <p> + “Of a surety,” replied the young man confidently. + </p> + <p> + “No,” quietly said the Archbishop. + </p> + <p> + “Why not?” + </p> + <p> + “Because I say no.” + </p> + <p> + The young man almost an Emperor drew himself up proudly, and his lips + pressed together into a firm line of determination. + </p> + <p> + “Does your Highness so quickly forget your promise?” + </p> + <p> + “What promise?” asked the Prince, scowling. + </p> + <p> + “In consideration of my keeping silence touching your recent + outrageous career of fire and slaughter, and the enslavement of Heinrich, + you promised to obey me until you became Emperor.” + </p> + <p> + “I intend to obey all reasonable requests, but I very much desire to + accompany the Countess from her Castle to the capital, I have never seen + Limburg, or taken that route to Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “It is a charming old city,” replied the Archbishop dryly, + “which you can visit any time at the expense of a day’s ride. + Meanwhile, I shall escort the Countess thither, and endeavor to entertain + her with pleasing and instructive conversation during the journey.” + </p> + <p> + The Prince continued to frown, yet bit his lip and repressed an angry + retort. + </p> + <p> + “But,” protested the girl, “would it not be much safer + for his Highness to enter the city of Frankfort protected by your army?” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop laughed a little. + </p> + <p> + “My dear Hildegunde, the presence of Prince Roland causes you to + overlook a vast difference in the status of you both, but surely the + exercise of a little imagination should present to you the true aspect of + affairs. You are a free woman, and I hold the document by which you + regained your liberty. Do not be deluded, therefore, by the apparent fact + that his Highness can raise a clenched fist aloft and defy the heavens. It + is not so. He wears fetters on his ankles, and manacles round his wrists. + Roland is a prisoner, and must straightway immure himself. Your Highness, + before us stands the stately Castle of Sayn, where presently you shall + refresh yourself, and be furnished with an untired charger, on which to + ride all night, that you may reach the gates of Ehrenfels early to-morrow + morning. Once there, place the wine-loving Heinrich out of harm in the + deepest dungeon, and take his place as prisoner. It is arranged that the + three Archbishops personally escort you to Frankfort in the barge of + Mayence, which will land you at the water-steps of the Royal Palace. If it + were known that I had been even an hour in your company your chances of + reaching the throne would be seriously jeopardized.” + </p> + <p> + “Surely such haste is unnecessary,” cried the girl. “He + can set out to-morrow in one direction while we go in another. He traveled + all last night, and for most part of it was paddling a boat containing + four people; has ridden almost since daylight, and now to journey on + horseback throughout the night is too much for human endurance.” + </p> + <p> + The grave smile of the Archbishop shone upon her anxiety. + </p> + <p> + “For lack of a nail the shoe was lost,” he said, “and + you know the remainder of the warning. If Prince Roland cares to risk an + Empire for a night’s rest, I withdraw my objection.” + </p> + <p> + The Prince suddenly wheeled his horse, and coming briskly round to the + side of the girl, placed a hand on hers. + </p> + <p> + “A decision, Countess!” he cried. “Give me your + decision. I shall always obey you!” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, the rashness of youth!” murmured the Archbishop. + </p> + <p> + The girl looked up at the young man, and he caught his breath and clasped + her hand more tightly as he gazed into the depths of her glorious eyes. + </p> + <p> + “You must go,” she sighed. + </p> + <p> + “Yes, alas!” + </p> + <p> + He raised her unresisting hand to his lips, and again turned his horse. + </p> + <p> + “You will obey?” asked the Archbishop. + </p> + <p> + “I will obey, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + He flashed from its scabbard, into the rays of the setting sun, the sword + he had made, and elevating the hilt to his forehead, saluted the + Archbishop. + </p> + <p> + “I shall see you at Ehrenfels, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, do not go thus. Come to the Castle for an hour’s rest at + least.” + </p> + <p> + The young man whirled his sword around, and caught it by the blade, + touching the hilt with his lips as if it were a cross. + </p> + <p> + “I thank God,” said he, “that I can willingly keep my + oath.” + </p> + <p> + Then, looking at the girl—“For the Empress, and not for the + Empire!” he cried. + </p> + <p> + The sword seemed to drop into the scabbard of its own accord, as Roland + set spurs to his steed and away. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0019" id="link2H_4_0019"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + XVIII. THE SWORD MAKER AT BAY + </h2> + <p> + The heir-presumptive to the throne reached Frankfort very quietly in the + Archbishop’s barge, and was landed after nightfall at the + water-steps of the Imperial Palace. The funeral of the Emperor took place + almost as if it were a private ceremonial. Grave trouble had been + anticipated, and the route of the procession for the short distance + between Palace and Cathedral was thickly lined on either side by the + troops of the three Archbishops. This precaution proved unnecessary. The + dispirited citizens cared nothing for their late nominal ruler, and they + manifested their undisguised hatred of the real rulers, the Archbishops, + by keeping indoors while their soldiers marched the streets. + </p> + <p> + The condition of the capital was unique. It suffered from a famine of + money rather than a famine of food. Frankfort starved in the midst of + plenty. Never had the earth been more fruitful than during this year, and + the coming autumn promised a harvest that would fill the granaries to + overflowing, yet no one brought in food to Frankfort, for the common + people had not the money to buy. The working population depended entirely + upon the merchants and manufacturers, and with the collapse of mercantile + business thousands were thrown out of employment, and this penniless mob + was augmented by the speedy cessation of all manufacturing. + </p> + <p> + After the futile bread riots earlier in the year, put down so drastically + by the Archbishops, the population of the city greatly diminished, and the + country round about swarmed with homeless wanderers, who at least were + sure of something to eat, but being city-bred, and consequently useless + for agricultural employment, they gradually joined into groups and + marauding bands, greatly to the menace of the provinces they traversed. + Indeed, rumor had it that the robberies from certain castles on the Rhine, + and the burning of Furstenberg, were the work of these free companies, + consequently a sense of uneasiness permeated the Empire, whose rulers, + great and small, began to foresee that a continuance of this state of + things meant disaster to the rich as well as misery to the poor. Charity, + spasmodic and unorganized, proved wholly unable to cope with the disaster + that had befallen the capital city. + </p> + <p> + When darkness set in on the third night after Roland’s return to + Frankfort, he made his way out into the unlighted streets, acting with + caution until certain he was not followed, then betook himself to the + Palace belonging to the Archbishop of Cologne. + </p> + <p> + The porter at first refused him entrance, and Roland, not wishing to make + himself known, declared he had an appointment with his Lordship. Trusting + that the underling could not read, he presented his parchment + safe-conduct, asking him to give that to his Lordship, with a message that + the bearer awaited his pleasure. The suspicious servant, seeing the Grand + Seal of the Empire upon the document, at once conducted Roland to a room + on the ground floor, then departed with the manuscript to find his master. + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop returned with him, the Imperial scroll in his hand, and a + distinctly perceptible frown on his brow. When the servant withdrew, + closing the door, the prelate said: + </p> + <p> + “Highness, this is a very dangerous procedure on your part.” + </p> + <p> + “Why, my Lord?” + </p> + <p> + “Because you are certain to have been followed.” + </p> + <p> + “What matter for that?” asked the young man. “I am quite + unknown in Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Prince Roland,” said the Archbishop gravely, “until + your Election is actually accomplished, you would be wise to do nothing + that might arouse the suspicion of Mayence. This house is watched night + and day, and all who come and go are noted. I dare say that within fifteen + minutes Mayence will know you have visited me.” + </p> + <p> + “My dear Archbishop, they cannot note an unknown man. The uneasiness + of Frankfort has already taken hold of me, and therefore I saw to it that + I was not followed.” + </p> + <p> + “If you were not followed when you came, you will certainly be + followed as you return.” + </p> + <p> + “In that case, my Lord, the spies will track me to the innocent home + of Herr Goebel, the merchant, in the Fahrgasse.” + </p> + <p> + “They will shadow you when you leave his house.” + </p> + <p> + “Then their industry will be rewarded by an enjoyable terminus; in + other words, the drinking cellar of the Rheingold.” + </p> + <p> + “Be assured, your Highness, that ultimately you will be traced to + the Royal Palace.” + </p> + <p> + “Again not so, my Lord. They will be led across the bridge into the + mechanics’ quarter of Sachsenhausen, and if the watch continues, + they must make a night of it, for I shall enter my humble room there and + go to bed.” + </p> + <p> + “I see you have it all planned out,” commented the discomfited + Archbishop. + </p> + <p> + The young man laughed. + </p> + <p> + “I anticipate an interesting life, my Lord, because it is my habit + to think before I act, and I notice that this apparently baffles the + Electors. The truth is that you three are so subtle, and so much afraid of + one another, so on the alert lest you be taken by surprise, that a + straightforward action on my part throws all intrigue out of gear. Now, I’ll + warrant you cannot guess why I came here to-night.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, I know the reason very well.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you? That astonishes me. What is the reason?” + </p> + <p> + “You came to see the Countess von Sayn.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, is the lady within? Why, of course, she must be. I remember + now, she was to accompany you to Frankfort, and it naturally follows she + is your guest.” + </p> + <p> + “She is my guest, your Highness, and one reason why you cannot see + her is because at this moment the lady converses with the Count Palatine, + who has just arrived from Gutenfels. As the Countess and myself enjoyed + his hospitality not long ago in that stronghold, I have invited him to be + my guest until the coronation ceremonies are completed.” + </p> + <p> + “My Lord, I regret that your hospitality halts when it reaches your + future Emperor. Why may I not be introduced to the Count Palatine?” + </p> + <p> + “Such introduction must not take place except in the presence of the + other Electors. I am very anxious, as you may perceive, that nothing shall + be done to jeopardize your own prospects. We have arrived, your Highness, + at a critical moment. History relates that more than one candidate has + come to the very steps of the throne, only to be rejected at the last + moment. I am too sincere a friend to risk such an outcome in your own + case.” + </p> + <p> + “Then you think it injudicious of me to see the Countess until after + the Election?” + </p> + <p> + “I not only think it injudicious, your Highness, but I intend to + prevent a meeting.” + </p> + <p> + Again the young man laughed. + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis blessed then that I came for no such purpose; otherwise + I might be deeply disappointed.” + </p> + <p> + “For what purpose did you come, Highness?” + </p> + <p> + “The Imperial Palace, my Lord, belongs no more to my mother. If she + or I continue there to reside, we seem to be taking for granted that I + shall be elected Emperor; an assumption unfair to the seven Electors, + whose choice should be untrammeled by even a hint of influence. I beg of + you, therefore, my Lord, to extend your hospitality to my mother. I have + spoken to her on this subject, and she will gladly be your guest, happy, I + am sure, to forsake that gloomy abode.” + </p> + <p> + “I am honored, your Highness, by the opportunity you give me. I + shall wait upon the Empress to-morrow at whatever hour it is convenient + for her Majesty to receive me.” + </p> + <p> + “You are most kind. I suggested that she should name an hour, and + midday was chosen.” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop bowed profoundly. The young man rose, and held out his + hand, which the Archbishop took with cordiality. The Prince looked very + straight-forwardly at his host, and the latter thought he detected a + twinkle in his eye, as he said with decision: + </p> + <p> + “To-morrow I shall formally notify my Lord of Mayence that the + Empress has chosen your Palace as her place of residence until after the + coronation, and I shall request his Lordship to crave your permission that + I may call here every day to see my mother.” + </p> + <p> + Again Cologne bowed, and made no further protest, although Roland + seemingly expected one, but as it did not come, the Prince continued: + </p> + <p> + “Here is my address in Sachsenhausen, should you wish a + communication to reach me in haste; and kindly command your porter not to + parley when I again demand speech with your Lordship. Good-night. I thank + you, my Lord, for your courtesy,” and the energetic youth + disappeared before the slow-thinking Archbishop could call up words with + which to reply. + </p> + <p> + Cologne did not immediately rejoin his guests, but stood a very figure of + perplexity, muttering to himself: + </p> + <p> + “If our friend Mayence thinks that youngster is to be molded like + soft clay, he is very much mistaken. I hope Roland will not cause him to + feel the iron hand too soon. I wonder why Mayence is delaying the + Election? Can it be that already he distrusts his choice, or is it the + question of a wife?” + </p> + <p> + Meanwhile the front door of the Archbishop’s Palace had clanged + shut, and Roland strode across the square careless or unconscious of + spies, looking neither to the right nor to the left. He made his way + speedily to the Fahrgasse, walking down that thoroughfare until he came to + Herr Goebel’s door, where he knocked, and was admitted. Ushered into + the room where he had parted from the merchant, he found Herr Goebel + seated at his table as if he had never left it. The merchant, with a cry + of delight, greeted the young man. + </p> + <p> + “Well, Herr Goebel, you see I have been a successful trafficker. + Your bales of goods are all in Castle Pfalz, and I trust the barge + returned safely to you with the money.” + </p> + <p> + “It did indeed, your Highness.” + </p> + <p> + “Has the coin been counted?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; and it totals an enormous, almost unbelievable, sum, which I + have set down here to the last stiver.” + </p> + <p> + “That is brave news. Have any demands been made on you for its + partition?” + </p> + <p> + “No, your Highness.” + </p> + <p> + “Now, Herr Goebel, I have determined that all that money, which is + in effect stolen property, shall go to the feeding of Frankfort’s + poor. Buying provender shrewdly, how long would this treasure keep hunger + away from the gates of Frankfort?” + </p> + <p> + “That requires some calculation, your Highness.” + </p> + <p> + “A month?” + </p> + <p> + “Surely so.” + </p> + <p> + “Two months, perhaps?” + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis likely; but I deal in cloth, not in food, and therefore + cannot speak definitely without computation and the advice of those expert + in the matter.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well, Herr Goebel; get your computations made as soon as + possible. Call together your merchants’ guild, and ask its members—By + the way,” said Roland, suddenly checking himself, “give to me + in writing the amount of gold I have sent you.” + </p> + <p> + The unsuspecting merchant did so, and Roland’s eyes opened with + astonishment when he glanced at the total. He then placed the paper in the + wallet he carried. + </p> + <p> + “You were perhaps about to suggest that a committee be appointed,” + ventured the merchant. + </p> + <p> + “Yes; a small but capable committee, of which you shall be chairman + and treasurer. But first you will ask the merchants to subscribe, out of + their known wealth, a sum equaling the gold I filched from the Barons.” + </p> + <p> + The merchant’s face fell, and took on a doleful expression. + </p> + <p> + “The times, your Highness, have long been very bad, none of us + making money—” + </p> + <p> + The Prince held up his hand, and the merchant ceased his plaint. + </p> + <p> + “If I can strip a Baron of his wealth,” he said, “I will + not waste words over the fleecing of merchants. This contribution is to be + given in the name of the three Archbishops, whose heavy hands came down on + you after the late insurrection. The Archbishops have now nine thousand + troops in Frankfort. If given leave, they will collect the sum three times + over within a very few hours; so you, as chairman of the committee, may + decide whether the fund shall be a voluntary contribution or an impost + gathered by soldiery: it matters nothing to me. Have it proclaimed + throughout the city that owing to the graciousness of the three + Archbishops starvation is now at an end in Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Highness, with your permission, and all due deference, it seems + rather unjust that we should contribute the cash and lose the credit.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, Herr Goebel; this is a very unjust world, as doubtless many of + the starving people thought when they recollected that a few hundred of + you possessed vast wealth while they were penniless. Nevertheless, there + are good times ahead for all of us. Let me suggest that this money which I + sent to you may prove sufficient and so the subscriptions of the merchants + can be returned to them; that is, if the relief fund is honestly + administered. So set to work early to-morrow with energy. You merchants + have had a long vacation. I think the Rhine will be open before many weeks + are past, and then you can turn to your money-making, but our first duty + is to feed the hungry. Good-night, Herr Goebel.” + </p> + <p> + He left the merchant as dazed as was the Archbishop. Once again outside he + made directly for the wine cellar of the Rheingold. On reaching the steps + he heard a roar of talk, lightened now and then by the sound of laughter. + He paused a moment before descending. It was evident that the company was + enjoying itself, and Roland soliloquized somewhat sadly: + </p> + <p> + “I am the disturbing element in that group. They seem to agree + famously when by themselves. Ah, well, no matter. They will soon be rid of + me!” + </p> + <p> + When Roland descended the stair, the proprietor greeted him with joy. + </p> + <p> + “I have missed you, Herr Roland,” he said, “so you may + imagine how much the guild has regretted your absence.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; I hear them bemoaning their fate.” + </p> + <p> + The inn-keeper laughed. + </p> + <p> + “How many are here to-night?” + </p> + <p> + “There is a full house, Sir Roland.” + </p> + <p> + “Really? Are Kurzbold and Gensbein within?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, yes; and there is no scarcity of money, thanks to you, I + understand.” + </p> + <p> + “Rather, our thanks are for ever due to you, Herr Host, for + sustaining us so long when we were penniless. We shall never forget that,” + and so with a semi-military salute to the gratified cellar-man, Roland + pushed open the door and entered the banqueting room of the iron-workers’ + guild. An instant silence fell on the group. + </p> + <p> + “Good evening to you, gentlemen,” said the Prince, taking off + his hat, and with a twist of his shoulders flinging the cloak from them. + </p> + <p> + Instantly arose a great cheer, and Greusel, who occupied the chair at the + head of the table, strode forward, took Roland’s hat and cloak, and + hung them up. After that he attempted to lead their Captain to the seat of + honor. + </p> + <p> + “No, no, my dear lieutenant,” said Roland, placing his hand + affectionately on the other’s shoulder, “a better man than I + occupies the chair, and shall never be displaced by me.” + </p> + <p> + The others, now on their feet, with the exception of Kurzbold and + Gensbein, vociferously demanded that Roland take the chair. Smilingly he + shook his head, and holding up his hand for silence, addressed them. + </p> + <p> + “Take your seats, comrades; and, Greusel, if you force me to give a + command, I order you into that chair without further protest.” + </p> + <p> + Greusel, with evident reluctance, obeyed. + </p> + <p> + “Truth to tell, brothers, I have but a few moments to stop. I merely + dropped in to enjoy a sip of wine with you, and to offer a proposal that, + within five minutes, will make me the most unpopular man in this room, + therefore you see my wisdom in refusing a chair from which I should be + very promptly ejected.” + </p> + <p> + One of the members poured a tankard full of wine from a flagon, and handed + it to Roland, who, saluting the company, drank. + </p> + <p> + “You did not divide the money, Greusel?” + </p> + <p> + “No, Roland. We gave each man five hundred thalers, to keep as best + he might. We then concealed the rest of the gold between the bottom of the + boat and its inner planking. Ebearhard and I construed your orders + somewhat liberally, conceiving it was your desire to get our treasure and + ourselves safely into Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Quite right,” corroborated Roland. + </p> + <p> + “When morning came upon us, we soon discovered that the whole + country was aroused, because of the destruction of Furstenberg and the + looting of Sonneck. No one knew where the next raid would strike, and + therefore the whole country-side was in a turmoil. Now, the only fact + known to the despoiled was that a long black barge had appeared in front + of the Castle while the attack was made from behind. We realized that it + would be impossible for us to go up the river except in darkness, so in + case of a search we concealed the treasure where it was not likely to be + come at, and each day lay quiet at an unfrequented part of the river, + rowing all night. Not until we reached the Main did we venture on a + daylight voyage. It was agreed among us unanimously that the money should + be placed in Herr Goebel’s keeping until you returned.” + </p> + <p> + “That was all excellently done,” commented Roland. “I + have just been to see Herr Goebel, and was surprised to learn how much we + had actually taken. And now I ask you to make a great sacrifice. This city + is starving. If we give that gold to its relief, the merchants of + Frankfort will contribute an equal amount. I do not know how long such a + total will keep the wolves from the doors of Frankfort; probably for six + months. I shall learn definitely to-morrow.” Here Roland outlined + his plan of relief, which was received in silence. + </p> + <p> + Kurzbold spoke up. + </p> + <p> + “I should like to know how much the total is?” + </p> + <p> + “That is a matter with which you have nothing to do,” growled + Greusel; then, turning to Roland, who had not yet taken a seat, he said: + “So far as my share is concerned, I agree.” + </p> + <p> + “I agree,” added Ebearhard; and so it went down along each + side of the table until eighteen had spoken. + </p> + <p> + Kurzbold rose with a smile on his face. + </p> + <p> + “I don’t know how it is, ex-Captain, that the moment you come + among us there seems to arise a spirit of disputation.” + </p> + <p> + “Curiously enough, Herr Kurzbold, that same thought arose in my mind + as I listened to your hilarity before I entered. I beg to add, for your + satisfaction, that this is my last visit to the guild, and never again + shall I disturb its harmony.” + </p> + <p> + “There is no lack of harmony,” cried Ebearhard, laughing, as + he rose. “The agreement has been practically unanimous—quite + unanimous in fact, among those entitled to share in the great treasure. I + believe Herr Kurzbold has a claim, if it has not been forfeited, to the + loot of Rheinstein.” + </p> + <p> + “Now, even the genial Ebearhard,” continued Kurzbold, “although + his words are blameless, speaks with a certain tone of acerbity, while my + friend Greusel has become gruff as a bear.” + </p> + <p> + “You need not labor that point, Herr Kurzbold,” said Roland. + “I have resigned.” + </p> + <p> + “I just wished to remark,” Kurzbold went on, “that I + rose for the purpose of stating I had some slight share in something; + stolen property; honor among thieves, you know. Are my rights to this + share disputed?” + </p> + <p> + “No,” said the chairman shortly. + </p> + <p> + “Very well,” concluded Kurzbold, “as I am graciously + permitted to speak in the august presence of our ex-Captain, I desire to + say that whatever my share happens to be, I bestow it gladly, nay, + exultantly, upon the poor of Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + With that Kurzbold sat down, and there was first a roar of laughter, + followed by a clapping of hands. Gensbein rose, and said briefly: + </p> + <p> + “I do as Kurzbold does.” + </p> + <p> + “Now,” said Roland, “I want a number of volunteers to + start out into the country early to-morrow morning, Greusel, you, as + chairman, will designate the routes. Each man is to penetrate as far as he + can along the main roads, asking the farmers to bring everything in the + shape of food they have to sell. Tell them a vast sum has been collected, + and that their cartloads will be bought entire the moment they enter the + city. There will be no waiting for their money. Prompt payment, and + everything eatable purchased immediately. Greusel, I put on you the + hardest task. Penetrate into the forest south of the Main, and tell the + charcoal-burners and woodmen to bring in material for kitchen fires. How + many will volunteer?” + </p> + <p> + Every man rose. Roland thanked them. “I shall now divulge a secret, + and you will see that when it was told to me I remembered your interests. + It has been my privilege to meet, since I saw you, more than one man who + is a ruler in this Empire.” + </p> + <p> + “Did they tell you who is to be the new Emperor?” cried one. + </p> + <p> + “That is known only to the Electors. But what I was about to say is + this. There are to be established by the Government ironworks on a scale + hitherto unknown in any land. I believe, and did my best to inculcate that + belief in others, that we are on the verge of an age of iron, and, knowing + your skill, I am privileged to offer each of you the superintendency of a + department, with compensation never before given so lavishly in Germany. I + am also induced to believe that the new Emperor will bestow a title on + each of you who desire such honor, so that there can be no question of + your right to wear a sword. Greusel, you must receive reports from each of + our food scouts, and I shall be glad to know the outcome, if you take the + trouble to call upon me any hour after nine o’clock at night, at my + old room in Sachsenhausen. And now, good-night, and good-luck to you all.” + </p> + <p> + Roland went over the bridge, and so reached his room on the other side. He + glanced around several times to satisfy himself he was not spied upon, and + laughed at the apprehension of the Archbishop. Entering his room, he lit a + lamp, took off his cloak and flung it on the bed, then unbuckled his + sword-belt and hung it and the weapon on a peg, placing his cloak above + them. He was startled by a loud knock at the door, and stood for a moment + astonished, until it was repeated with the stern warning: + </p> + <p> + “Open in the name of the Archbishop!” + </p> + <p> + The young man strode forward, drew back the bolt, and flung open the door. + An officer, with two soldiers behind him, came across the threshold, and + at the side-motion of the officer’s head a soldier closed and bolted + the door. Roland experienced a momentary thrill of indignation at this + rude intrusion, then he remembered he was a mechanic, and that his line + must be the humble and deferential. + </p> + <p> + “You came to-night from the Imperial Palace. What were you doing + there?” + </p> + <p> + “I was trying to gain admission, sir.” + </p> + <p> + “For what purpose?” + </p> + <p> + “I wished,” said Roland, rapidly outlining his defense in his + own mind, “I wished to see some high officer; some one of your own + position, sir, but was not so fortunate as to succeed. I could not pass + the sentries without a permit, which I did not then possess, but hope to + acquire to-morrow.” + </p> + <p> + “Again I ask, for what purpose?” + </p> + <p> + “For a purpose which causes me delight in meeting your excellency.” + </p> + <p> + “I am no excellency. Come to the point! For what purpose?” + </p> + <p> + “To show the officer a sword of such superior quality that a man + armed with it, and given a certain amount of skill, stands impregnable.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you mean to tell me you went to the Royal Palace for the purpose + of selling a second-hand sword?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, no, my lord.” + </p> + <p> + “Do not be so free with your titles. Call me Lieutenant.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, Lieutenant, sir; I hope to get orders for a hundred, or + perhaps a thousand of these weapons.” + </p> + <p> + “Where did you go after leaving the Palace?” + </p> + <p> + “I went to the residence of that great Prince of the Church, the + Archbishop of Cologne.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah! You did not succeed in seeing his Lordship, I suppose?” + </p> + <p> + “Pardon me, Lieutenant, but I did. His Lordship is keenly interested + in both weapons and armor.” + </p> + <p> + “Did he give you an order for swords?” + </p> + <p> + “No, Lieutenant; he seems to be a very cautious man. He asked me to + visit him in Cologne, or if I could not do that, to see his general, now + in Frankfort. You understand, Lieutenant, the presence of the three + Archbishops with their armies offers me a great opportunity, by which I + hope to profit.” + </p> + <p> + The officer looked at him with a puzzled expression on his face. + </p> + <p> + “Where next did you go?” + </p> + <p> + “I went to the house of a merchant in the Fahrgasse.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, that tale doesn’t hold! Merchants are not allowed to wear + swords.” + </p> + <p> + “No, Lieutenant, but a merchant on occasion can supply capital that + will enable a skilled workman to accept a large contract. If I should see + the general of his Lordship to-morrow, and he gave me an order for, say, + two thousand swords, I have not enough money to buy the metal, and I could + not ask for payment until I delivered the weapons.” + </p> + <p> + “Did the merchant agree to capitalize you?” + </p> + <p> + “He, too, was a cautious man, Lieutenant. He wished first to see the + contract, and know who stood responsible for payment.” + </p> + <p> + “Wise man,” commented the officer; “and so, + disheartened, I suppose, you returned here?” + </p> + <p> + “No, Lieutenant; the day has been warm, and I have traveled a good + deal. I went from the merchant’s house to the Rheingold tavern, + there to drink a tankard of wine with my comrades, a score of men who have + formed what they call the ironworkers’ guild. I drank a tankard with + them, and then came direct here, where I arrived but a few moments ago.” + </p> + <p> + The officer was more and more puzzled. Despite this young man’s + deferential manner, his language was scarcely that of a mechanic, yet this + certainly was his own room, and he had told the absolute truth about his + wanderings, as one who has nothing to fear. + </p> + <p> + The Lieutenant stood for a space of time with eyes to the floor, as silent + as the soldiers behind him. Suddenly he looked up. + </p> + <p> + “Show me the sword. I’ll tell you where it’s made!” + </p> + <p> + If he expected hesitation he was mistaken. Roland gave a joyful cry, swept + aside the cloak, whisked forth the sword, flung it up, and caught it by + the blade, then with a low bow handed it to the officer, who flashed it + through the air, bent the blade between finger and thumb, then took it + near the lamp and scrutinized it with the eye of an expert. + </p> + <p> + “A good weapon, my friend. Where was it made? I have never seen one + like it.” + </p> + <p> + “It was made by my own hands here in Frankfort. Of course I go first + to those who know least about the matter, but if I can get an introduction + to his Lordship of Mayence, his officers will know a sword when they see + it; and I hope to-night fortune, in leading you to my door, has brought me + an officer of Mayence.” + </p> + <p> + The Lieutenant looked at him, and for the first time smiled. He handed + back the weapon, signed to his men to unbolt the door, which they did, + stepping out; then he said: + </p> + <p> + “I bid you good-night. Your answers have been satisfactory, but I + set you down not as a mechanic, but a very excellent merchant of swords.” + </p> + <p> + “Lieutenant,” said Roland, “you do not flatter me.” + He raised his weapon in military salute. “I am no merchant, but a + sword maker.” + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0020" id="link2H_4_0020"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + XIX. THE BETROTHAL IN THE GARDEN + </h2> + <p> + Next morning Prince Roland sent a letter to the Archbishop of Mayence + informing him that the Empress had taken up her abode in the Palace of her + old friend, the Lord of Cologne, giving the reasons for this move and his + own desertion of the Imperial Palace, and asking permission to call upon + his mother each day. The messenger brought back a prompt reply, which + commended the delicacy of his motives in leaving the Royal Palace, but + added that, so far as the three Archbishops were concerned, the Saalhof + was still at their disposal: of course Prince Roland’s movements + were quite untrammeled, and again, so far as concerned the three + Archbishops, he was at liberty to visit whom he pleased, as often as he + liked. + </p> + <p> + While waiting for the return of his messenger, Roland called upon Herr + Goebel, and told him that twenty emissaries had gone forth in every + direction from Frankfort to inform the farming community that a market had + been opened in the city, and in exchange learned what the merchant had + already done towards furthering the necessary organization. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, by the way, Herr Goebel,” he cried, suddenly + recollecting, “just write out and sign a document to this effect: + ‘I promise Herr Roland, sword maker of Sachsenhausen, to supply him + with the capital necessary for carrying out his contract with his Lordship + the Archbishop of Cologne.’” + </p> + <p> + Without demur the merchant indited the document, signed it, and gave it to + the Prince. + </p> + <p> + “If any emissary of Mayence pays you a domiciliary visit, Herr + Goebel, asking questions about me, carefully conceal my real status, and + reply that I am an honest, skillful sword maker, anxious to revive the + iron-working industry, and for this reason, being yourself solicitous for + the welfare of Frankfort, you are risking some money.” + </p> + <p> + In the afternoon Roland walked to the Palace of Cologne and boldly + entered, with no attempt at secrecy, the doorkeeper on this occasion + offering no impediment to his progress. He learned that the Empress, much + fatigued, had retired to her room and must not be disturbed; that the + Archbishop was consulting with the Count Palatine, while the Countess von + Sayn was walking in the garden. Roland passed with some haste through the + Palace, and emerged into the grounds behind it: grounds delightfully + umbrageous, and of an extent surprisingly large, surrounded by a very high + wall of stone, so solidly built that it might successfully stand a siege. + </p> + <p> + Roland found the girl sauntering very slowly along one of the most + secluded alleys, whose gravel-path lay deeply in the shade caused by the + thick foliage of over-hanging trees, which made a cool, green tunnel of + the walk. Her head was slightly bowed in thought, her beautiful face + pathetic in its weariness, and the young man realized, with a pang of + sympathy, that she was still to all intents and purposes a prisoner, with + no companions but venerable people. She could not, and indeed did not + attempt to suppress an exclamation of delight at seeing him, stretching + out both hands in greeting, and her countenance cleared as if by magic. + </p> + <p> + “I was thinking of you!” she cried, without a trace of + coquetry. + </p> + <p> + “I judged your thoughts to be rather gloomy,” he said, with a + laugh, in which she joined. + </p> + <p> + “Gloomy only because I could see or hear nothing of you.” + </p> + <p> + “Did you know I came yesterday?” + </p> + <p> + “No. Why did you not ask to see me?” + </p> + <p> + “I was informed you were entertaining the Count Palatine.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, yes. He is a delightful old man. I like him better and better + as time goes on. My guardian and I were guests of his at Gutenfels just + before I occupied the marine prison of Pfalz.” + </p> + <p> + “So your guardian told me.” + </p> + <p> + They were now walking side by side in this secluded, thickly-wooded + avenue, just wide enough for two, running in a straight line from wall to + wall the whole length of the property, in the part most remote from the + house. + </p> + <p> + “Nothing disastrous has happened to you?” she asked. “I + have had miserable forebodings.” + </p> + <p> + “No; I am living a most commonplace life, quite uneventful.” + </p> + <p> + “But why, why does the Archbishop of Mayence delay the Election?” + </p> + <p> + “I did not know he was doing so.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, my guardian is very anxious about it. Such postponement, I + understand, never happened before. The State is without a head.” + </p> + <p> + “Has your guardian spoken to Mayence about it?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; and has been met by the most icy politeness. Mayence wishes + this Election to take place with a full conclave of the seven Electors, + three of whom have not yet arrived. But my guardian says they never + arrive, and take no interest in Imperial matters. He pointed out to + Mayence that a quorum of the Court is already in Frankfort, but his + Lordship of the Upper Rhine merely protests that they must not force an + Election, all of which my guardian thinks is a mere hiding of some design + on the part of Mayence.” + </p> + <p> + Prince Roland meditated on this for a few moments, then, as if shaking off + his doubts, he said: + </p> + <p> + “It never occurs to one Archbishop that either of the others may be + speaking the truth. There is so much mistrust among them that they nullify + all united action, which accounts for the prostrate state of this city, + the capital of one of the most prosperous countries under the sun. So far + as I can see, taken individually, they are upright, trustworthy men. Now, + to give you an instance. Your guardian last night was simply + panic-stricken at my audacity in visiting him. He said I must not come + again, refusing me permission to see you; he told you nothing of my + conference with him: he felt certain I was being tracked by spies, and + could not be made to understand that my presence here was of no + consequence one way or another.” + </p> + <p> + “Then why are you here now?” + </p> + <p> + “I am just coming to that. I asked your guardian to invite my mother + as his guest. Have you met her yet?” + </p> + <p> + “No; they told me the Empress was too tired to receive any one. I am + to be introduced at dinner to-night.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, this morning I wrote to the Archbishop of Mayence, telling + him of my interview with your guardian, the reason for it, and the + results. His reply came promptly by return.” Roland produced the + document. “Just read that, and see whether you detect anything + sinister in it.” + </p> + <p> + She read the letter thoughtfully. + </p> + <p> + “That is honest enough on the surface.” + </p> + <p> + “On the surface, yes; but why not below the surface as well? That is + a frank assent to a frank request. I think that if the Archbishops would + treat each other with open candor they would save themselves a good deal + of anxiety.” + </p> + <p> + “Perhaps,” said the girl, very quietly. + </p> + <p> + “You are not convinced?” + </p> + <p> + “I don’t know what to think.” Then she looked up at him + quickly. “Were you followed last night?” + </p> + <p> + “Ah!” ejaculated Roland, laughing a little “apparently + not, so far as I could see, but the night was very dark.” Then he + related to her the incidents succeeding the return to his room, while she + listened with breathless eagerness. “The Lieutenant,” he + concluded, “did not deny that he was in the service of Mayence when + I hinted as much, but, on the other hand, he did not admit it. Of course, + I knew by his uniform to whom he belonged. He conducted my examination + with military abruptness, but skillfully and with increasing courtesy, + although I proclaimed myself a mechanic.” + </p> + <p> + “You a mechanic!” she said incredulously. “Do you think + he believed it?” + </p> + <p> + “I see you doubt my histrionic ability, but when next he waits upon + me I shall produce documentary evidence of my status, and, what is more, I’ll + take to my workshop.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you possess a workshop?” cried the girl in amazement. + </p> + <p> + “Do I? Why, I am partner with a man named Greusel, and we own a + workshop together. A gruff, clumsy individual, as you would think, but + who, nevertheless, with his delicate hammer, would beat you out in metal a + brooch finer than that you are wearing.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you mean Joseph?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” replied Roland, astonished. “What do you know of + him?” + </p> + <p> + “Have you forgotten so soon? It was his stalwart shoulders that + burst in my door at Pfalz, and you yourself told me his name was Joseph + Greusel. Were all those marauders you commanded honest mechanics?” + </p> + <p> + “Every man of them.” + </p> + <p> + “Then you must be the villain of the piece who led those worthy + ironworkers astray?” + </p> + <p> + Roland laughed heartily. + </p> + <p> + “That is quite true,” he said. “Have I fallen in your + estimation?” + </p> + <p> + “No; to me you appeared as a rescuer. Besides, I come of a race of + ruffians, and doubtless on that account take a more lenient view of your + villainy than may be the case with others.” + </p> + <p> + The young man stopped in his walk, and seized her hands again, which she + allowed him to possess unresisting. + </p> + <p> + “Hilda,” he said solemnly, “your guardian thought the + Archbishop of Mayence had relented, and would withdraw his opposition to + our marriage. Has Mayence said anything to corroborate that estimate?” + </p> + <p> + “Nothing.” + </p> + <p> + “Has your guardian broached the subject to him?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; but the attitude of my Lord of Mayence was quite inscrutable. + Personally I think my guardian wrong in his surmise. The Archbishop of + Treves murmured that Mayence never forgives. I am certain I offended him + too deeply for pardon. He wishes the future Empress to be a pliable + creature who will influence her husband according to his Lordship’s + desires, but, as I have boasted several times, I belong to the House of + Sayn.” + </p> + <p> + “Hilda, will you marry me in spite of the Archbishops?” + </p> + <p> + “Roland, will you forego kingship for my sake?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes; a thousand times yes!” + </p> + <p> + “You said ‘For the Empress; not for the Empire,’ but if + I am no Empress, you will as cheerfully wed me?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes.” + </p> + <p> + “Then <i>I</i> say yes!” + </p> + <p> + He caught her in his arms, and they floated into the heaven of their first + kiss, an ecstatic melting together. Suddenly she drew away from him. + </p> + <p> + “There is some one coming,” she whispered. + </p> + <p> + “Nothing matters now,” said Roland breathlessly. “There + is no one in the world to-day but you and me.” + </p> + <p> + Hildegunde drew her hands down her cheeks, as if to brush away their + tell-tale color and their warmth. + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis like,” said Roland, “that you marry a poor + man.” + </p> + <p> + “Nothing matters now,” she repeated, laughing tremulously. + “I am said to be the richest woman in Germany. I shall build you a + forge and enlist myself your apprentice. We will paint over the door + ‘Herr Roland and wife; sword makers.’” + </p> + <p> + Two men appeared at the end of the alley, and stood still; the one with a + frown on his brow, the other with a smile on his lips. + </p> + <p> + “Oh!” whispered the Countess, panic striking from her face the + color that her palms had failed to remove, “the Archbishop and the + Count Palatine!” + </p> + <p> + His Lordship strode forward, followed more leisurely by the smiling Count. + </p> + <p> + “Prince Roland,” said Cologne, “I had not expected this + after our conference of last night.” + </p> + <p> + “I fail to understand why, my Lord, when my parting words were + ‘Tell your porter to let me in without parley.’ That surely + indicated an intention on my part to visit the Palace.” + </p> + <p> + “Your Highness knows that so far as I am concerned you are very + welcome, and always shall be so, but at this juncture there are others to + consider.” + </p> + <p> + Roland interrupted. + </p> + <p> + “Read this letter, my Lord, and you will learn that I am here with + the full concurrence of that generous Prince of the Church, Mayence.” + </p> + <p> + Cologne, with knitted brow, scrutinized the communication. + </p> + <p> + “Your Highness is most courageous, but, if I may be permitted, just + a trifle too clever.” + </p> + <p> + “My Highness is not clever at all, but merely meets a situation as + it arises.” + </p> + <p> + “Prince Roland,” said the Countess, her head raised proudly, + “may I introduce to you my friend, and almost my neighbor, the Count + Palatine of the Rhine?” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, pardon me,” murmured the Archbishop, covered with + confusion, but the jovial Count swept away all embarrassment by his hearty + greeting. + </p> + <p> + “Prince Roland, I am delighted with the honor her ladyship accords + me.” + </p> + <p> + “And I, my Lord, am exceedingly gratified to meet the Count Palatine + again.” + </p> + <p> + “Again?” cried the Count in astonishment, “If ever we + had encountered one another, your Highness, I certainly should not have + been the one to forget the privilege.” + </p> + <p> + The Prince laughed. + </p> + <p> + “It is true, nevertheless. My Lord Count, there is a namesake of + mine in the precincts of your strong Castle of Gutenfels; a namesake who + does more honor to the title than I do myself.” + </p> + <p> + The Count Palatine threw back his head, and the forest garden echoed with + boisterous laughter. + </p> + <p> + “You mean my black charger, Prince Roland!” he shouted. + “A noble horse indeed. How knew you of him? If your Highness cares + for horses allow me to present him to you.” + </p> + <p> + “Never, my Lord Count. You are too fond of him yourself, and I have + always had an affectionate feeling towards you for your love of that + animal, which, indeed, hardly exceeds my own. I grasped his bridle-rein, + and held the stirrup while you mounted.” + </p> + <p> + “How is that possible?” asked the astonished Count. + </p> + <p> + “I cared for Prince Roland nearly a month, receiving generous wages, + and, what I valued more, your own commendation, for you saw I was as fond + of horses as you were.” + </p> + <p> + “Good heavens! Were you that youth who came so mysteriously, and + disappeared without warning?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” laughed the Prince. “I know Gutenfels nearly as + well as you do. I was a spy, studying the art of war and methods of + fortification. I stopped in various capacities at nearly all the famous + Castles of the Rhine, and this knowledge recently came in—” + </p> + <p> + “Your Highness, your Highness!” pleaded the Archbishop. + “I implore you to remember that the Count Palatine is an Elector of + the Empire, and, as I told last night, we are facing a crisis. Until that + crisis is passed you will add to my already great anxiety by any lack of + reticence on your part.” + </p> + <p> + “By the Three Kings!” cried the Count, “this youth, if I + may venture to call him so, has bound me to him with bands stronger than + chain armor. I shall vote for him whoever falters.” + </p> + <p> + “His Highness,” said the Archbishop, with a propitiatory + smile, “has been listening to the Eastern tales which our ancestors + brought from the Crusades, and I fear has filled his head with fancies.” + </p> + <p> + “Really, Archbishop, you misjudge me,” said the young man; + “I am the most practical person in the Empire. You interrupted my + boasting to her ladyship of my handiwork. I would have you know I am a + capable mechanic and a sword maker. What think you of that, my Lord?” + he asked, drawing forth his weapon, and handing it to Cologne. + </p> + <p> + “An excellent blade indeed,” said the latter, balancing it in + his hand. + </p> + <p> + “Very well, my Lord, I made it and tempered it unassisted. I beg you + to re-enter your palace, and write me out an order for a thousand of these + weapons.” + </p> + <p> + “If your Highness really wishes me to do this, and there is no + concealed humorism in your request which I am too dull to fathom, you must + accompany me to my study and dictate the document I am to indite. I shall + wait till you bid farewell to the Countess.” + </p> + <p> + A glance of mutual understanding flashed between the girl and himself, + then Roland raised her hand to his lips, and although the onlookers saw + the gallant salutation, they knew nothing of the gentle pressure with + which the fingers exchanged their confidences. + </p> + <p> + “Madam,” said the Prince, “it will be my pleasure and + duty to wait upon my mother to-morrow. May I look forward to the happiness + of presenting you to her?” + </p> + <p> + “I thank you,” said the Countess simply, with a glance of + appeal at her guardian. That good man sighed, then led the way into the + house. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0021" id="link2H_4_0021"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + XX. THE MYSTERY OF THE FOREST + </h2> + <p> + Roland left the palace with a sense of elation he had never before + experienced, but this received a check as he saw standing in the middle of + the square the Lieutenant of the night before. His first impulse was to + avoid the officer, yet almost instinctively he turned and walked directly + to him, which apparently nonplussed the brave emissary of Mayence. + </p> + <p> + “Good afternoon to you, sir,” began Roland, as if overjoyed to + see him. “Will you permit me to speak to you, sir?” + </p> + <p> + “Well?” said the Lieutenant curtly. + </p> + <p> + “My forge, which has been black and cold for many a long day, will + soon be alight and warm again. What think you of this?” He handed to + the Lieutenant his order for a thousand swords, and the officer made a + mental note of the commission as an interesting point in armament that + would be appreciated by his chief. + </p> + <p> + “You did not inform me last night who was the merchant you hoped + would finance your enterprise.” + </p> + <p> + “Hoped?” echoed Roland, his eyes sparkling. “‘Tis + more than hope, Herr Lieutenant. His name is Goebel, and he is one of the + richest and chiefest traffickers of Frankfort. Why, my fortune is made! + Read this, written in his own hand. I got it from him before midday, on my + mere word that I was certain of an order from his Lordship.” + </p> + <p> + “You are indeed much to be envied,” said the Lieutenant + coldly, returning the two documents. + </p> + <p> + “Ah, but I am just at the beginning. If <i>you</i> would favor me by + smoothing the way to his Lordship, the Archbishop of Mayence, I in return—” + </p> + <p> + “Out upon you for a base-born, profit-mongering churl! Do you think + that I, an officer, would demean myself by partnering a bagman!” + </p> + <p> + The Lieutenant turned on his heel, strode away and left him. Roland + pursued his way with bowed head, as though stricken by the rebuff. Nearing + the bridge, he saw a crowd around an empty cart, standing by which a man + in rough clothing was cursing most vociferously. + </p> + <p> + At first he thought there had been an accident, but most of the people + were laughing loudly; so, halting in the outskirts, he asked the cause of + the commotion. + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis but a fool farmer,” said a man, “who came + from the country with his load of vegetables. ‘Tis safer to enter a + lion’s den unarmed than to come into Frankfort with food while + people are starving. He has been plundered to the last leaf.” + </p> + <p> + Roland shouldered his way through the crowd, and touched the frantic man + on the shoulder. + </p> + <p> + “What was the value of your load?” he said. + </p> + <p> + “A misbegotten liar told me this morning that a market had opened in + Frankfort, and that there was money to be had. No sooner am I in the town + than everything I brought in is stolen.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, yes; I know all about that. My question is, How much is your + merchandise worth?” + </p> + <p> + “Worth? Thirty thalers I expected to get, and now—” + </p> + <p> + “Thirty thalers,” interrupted the Prince. “Here is your + money. Get you gone, and tell your neighbors there is prompt payment for + all the provender they can bring in.” + </p> + <p> + The man calmed down as if a bucket of water had been thrown on him. He + counted the payment with miserly care, testing each coin between his + teeth, then mounted his cart without a word of thanks, and, to the + disappointment of the gathering mob, drove away. Roland, seething with + anger, walked directly to the house of Herr Goebel, and found that placid + old burgher seated at his table. + </p> + <p> + “Ten thousand curses on your indolence!” he cried. “Where + are your committee, and the emissaries empowered to carry out this scheme + of relief I have ordered?” + </p> + <p> + “Committee? Emissaries?” cried the astonished man. “There + has been no time!” + </p> + <p> + “Time, you thick-headed fool! I’ll time you by hanging you to + your own front door. There has been time for me to send my men out into + the country; time for a farmer to come in with a cartload of produce, and + be robbed here under your very nose! Maledictions on you, you sit here, + well fed, and cry there is no time! If I had not paid the yeoman he would + have gone back into the country crying we were all thieves here in + Frankfort. Now listen to me. I drew my sword once upon you in jest. Should + I draw it a second time it will be to penetrate your lazy carcass by + running you through. If within two hours there is not a paymaster at every + gate in Frankfort to buy and pay for each cartload of produce as it comes, + and also a number of guides to tell that farmer where to deliver his + goods, I’ll give your town over to the military, and order the + sacking of every merchant’s house within its walls.” + </p> + <p> + “It shall be done; it shall be done; it shall be done!” + breathed the merchant, trembling as he rose, and he kept repeating the + phrase with the iteration of a parrot. + </p> + <p> + “You owe me thirty thalers,” said the Prince calming down; + “the first payment out of the relief fund. Give me the money.” + </p> + <p> + With quivering hands Herr Goebel, seeing no humor in the application, + handed over the money, which the Prince slipped into his wallet. + </p> + <p> + Dusk had fallen when at last he reached his room in Sachsenhausen, and + there he found awaiting him Joseph Greusel, in semi-darkness and in total + gloom. + </p> + <p> + “Your housekeeper let me in,” said the visitor. + </p> + <p> + “Good! I did not expect you back so soon. Have the others returned?” + </p> + <p> + “I do not know. I came direct here. I carry very ominous news, + Roland, of impending disaster in Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Greater than at present oppresses it?” + </p> + <p> + “Civil war, fire, and bloodshed. Close the door, Roland; I am tired + out, and I do not wish to be overheard.” + </p> + <p> + The Prince obeyed the request, locking the door. Going to a cupboard, he + produced a generous flagon of wine and a tankard, setting the same on a + small table before Greusel, then he threw himself down in the one armchair + the room possessed. Greusel filled the tankard, and emptied it without + drawing breath. He plunged directly into his narrative. + </p> + <p> + “I had penetrated less than half a league into the forest when I was + stopped by an armed man who stepped out from behind a tree. He wore the + uniform of Mayence, and proclaimed me a prisoner. I explained my mission, + but this had no effect upon him. He asked if I would go with him quietly, + or compel him to call assistance. Being helpless, I said I would go + quietly. Notwithstanding this, he bound my wrists behind me, then with a + strip of cloth blindfolded me. Taking me by the arm, he led me through the + forest for a distance impossible to calculate. I think, however, we walked + not more than ten minutes. There was a stop and a whispered parley; a + pause of a few minutes, and a further conference, which I partially heard. + The commander before whom I must be taken was not ready to receive me. I + should be placed in a tent, and a guard set over me. + </p> + <p> + “This was done. I asked that the cord, which hurt my wrists, might + be removed, but instead, my ankles were tied together, and I sat there on + the ground, leaning against a pole at the back of the tent. Here my + conductor left me, and I heard him give orders to those without to + maintain a strict watch, but to hold no communication with me. + </p> + <p> + “I imagine that the tent I occupied stood back to back with the tent + of the commander, for after some time I heard the sound of voices, and it + seemed to me voices of two men in authority. They had come to the back + part of their tent, as if to speak confidentially, and their voices were + low, yet I could hear them quite distinctly, being separated from them + merely by two thicknesses of cloth. What I learned was this. There is + concealed in the forest, within half an hour’s quick march of the + southern gate, a force of seven thousand soldiers. These soldiers belong + to the Archbishop of Mayence, who commands an additional three thousand + within the walls of Frankfort. Mayence holds the southern gate, as Treves + holds the western and Cologne the northern. You see at once what that + implies. Mayence can pour his troops into Frankfort, say, at midnight, and + in the morning he has ten thousand soldiers as compared with the three + thousand each commanded by the Archbishops of Treves and Cologne. That + means civil war, and the complete crushing of the two northern + Archbishops.” + </p> + <p> + “I think you take too serious a view of the matter,” commented + Roland. “Mayence is undoubtedly a subtle man, who takes every + precaution that he shall have his own way. The reason that there will be + no civil war is this. I happen to know on very excellent authority that so + far as the Electoral Court goes, Mayence is paramount. He does not need to + conquer Cologne and Treves by force, because he is already supreme by his + genius for intrigue. He is a born ruler, and his methods are all those of + diplomacy as against those of arms. I dare say if occasion demanded it he + would strike quick and strike effectually, but occasion does not demand. I + am rather sure of my facts, and I know that the three Archbishops, + together with the Count Palatine of the Rhine, are in agreement to elect + my namesake, Prince Roland, Emperor of Germany.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” said Greusel, “I heard that rumor, and it is + generally believed in Frankfort. Rumor, however, as usual, speaks falsely.” + </p> + <p> + The Prince smiled at his pessimistic colleague, for that colleague was + talking to the man who knew; nevertheless, he listened patiently, for of + course he could not yet reveal himself to his somber lieutenant, who + continued his narrative: + </p> + <p> + “The two men spoke of the unfortunate Prince, who is, I understand, + still a prisoner in Ehrenfels.” + </p> + <p> + Here Roland laughed outright. + </p> + <p> + “My dear Greusel, you are entirely mistaken. The Prince was never + really a prisoner, and is at this moment in Frankfort, as free to do what + he likes as I am.” + </p> + <p> + “I am sorry,” said Greusel, “that you do not grasp the + seriousness of the situation, but I have not yet come to the vital part of + it, although I thought the very fact that seven thousand men threatened + Frankfort would impress you.” + </p> + <p> + “It does, Greusel,” said Roland, remembering the distrust in + which both the Countess and her guardian held Mayence, and also the close + watch his Lordship was keeping over Frankfort, as evidenced by the + domiciliary visit paid to himself by an officer of that potentate. “Go + on, Greusel,” he said more soberly, “I shall not interrupt you + again.” + </p> + <p> + “I gathered that Prince Roland actually had been chosen, but + complications arose which I do not altogether understand. These + complications relate to a woman, or two women; both of them equally + objectionable to the Archbishop of Mayence. One of these two women was to + marry the new Emperor, but rather than have this happen, Mayence + determined that another than Prince Roland should be elected, the reason + being that Mayence feared one Empress would be entirely under the + influence of Cologne, if chosen, and the other under the influence of + Treves. So his subtle Lordship is deluding both of these Electors. Cologne + has been asked to bring to Frankfort the woman he controls, therefore he + harbors the illusion that Mayence is reconciled to her. Treves also has + been requested to bring the lady who is his relative; thus she, too, is in + Frankfort, and Treves blindly believes Mayence is favorable to her cause. + </p> + <p> + “As a matter of fact Mayence will have neither, but has resolved to + spring upon the Electoral Court at the last moment the name of the Grand + Duke Karl of Hesse, a middle-aged man already married, and entirely under + the dominance of his Lordship of Mayence.” + </p> + <p> + “Pardon me, Greusel, I must interrupt, in spite of my disclaimer. + What you say sounds very ingenious, but it cannot be carried out. Treves, + Cologne, and the Count Palatine are already pledged to vote for Prince + Roland, so is Mayence himself, and to change front at the last moment + would be to forswear himself, and act as traitor to his colleagues. Now, + he cannot afford to lose even one vote, and I believe that the Archbishop + of Cologne will vote for Prince Roland through thick and thin. I think the + same of the Count Palatine. Treves, of course, is always doubtful and + wavering, but you see that the negative vote of the Archbishop of Cologne + would render Mayence powerless and an Election impossible.” + </p> + <p> + “Doubtless what you say is true, and now you have put your finger on + the danger spot. Why has the Election been delayed beyond all precedent?” + </p> + <p> + “That I do not know,” replied Roland. + </p> + <p> + “Then I will tell you. The Archbishop of Mayence has sent peremptory + orders to the other three Electors, who are reported to be careless so far + as Imperial affairs are concerned, and quite indifferent regarding the + personality of the future Emperor. No one of these three Electors, + however, dares offend so powerful a man as Mayence. If the Archbishop can + overawe his colleagues nominally equal to him in position, each commanding + an army, how think you can three small nobles, with no soldiers at their + beck, withstand his requests, suavely given, no doubt, but with an iron + menace behind them?” + </p> + <p> + “True, true,” muttered Roland. + </p> + <p> + “Two of these nobles have already arrived, and are housed with the + Archbishop of Mayence. The third is expected here within three days; four + days at the farthest. Mayence will immediately convene the Electoral + Court, when the Count Palatine, with the two Archbishops, may be + astonished to find that for the first time in history, the whole seven are + present in the Wahlzimmer. Mayence will ask Cologne to make the + nomination, and he will put forward the name of Prince Roland. On a vote + being taken the Prince will be in a minority of one. Mayence then shows + his hand, nominating the Grand Duke Karl, who will be elected by a + majority of one. Then may ensue a commotion in the Wahlzimmer, and + accusations of bad faith, but remember that Cologne and Treves are taken + completely by surprise. They cannot communicate with their commanders, for + the three thousand troops which Mayence already has within Frankfort will + have quietly surrounded the Town Hall that contains the Election Chamber, + and Mayence’s seven thousand men from the forest are pouring through + the southern gate into the city, making straight for the Romer. Meanwhile + the Grand Duke Karl, a man well known to the populace of Frankfort, + appears on the balcony of the Kaisersaal, and is loudly acclaimed the new + Emperor.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, Greusel, forgive my attitude of doubt. It is all as plain now + as the Cathedral tower. Still, there will be no civil war. Treves and + Cologne will gather up their troops and go home, once more defeated by a + man cleverer and more unscrupulous than both of them put together. They + are but infants in his hands.” + </p> + <p> + “Have you any suggestion to make?” asked Greusel. + </p> + <p> + “No; there is nothing to be done. You see, the young Prince has no + following. He is quite unknown in Frankfort. His name can arouse no + enthusiasm, and, all in all, that strikes me as a very good thing. The + Grand Duke Karl is popular, and I believe he will make a very good + Emperor.” + </p> + <p> + “You mean, Roland, that the Archbishop of Mayence will make a very + good ruler, for he will be the real king.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, after all, Joseph, there is much to be said in favor of + Mayence. He is a man who knows what he wants, and, what is more, gets it, + and that, after all is the main thing in life. If any one could sway the + Archbishop so that he put his great talents to the benefit of his country, + instead of thinking only of himself, what a triumph of influence that + would be! By the Three Kings, I’d like to do it! I admire him. If I + found opportunity and could persuade him to join us in the relief of + Frankfort, and in opening the Rhine to commerce, we would give these inane + merchants a lesson in organization.” + </p> + <p> + Greusel rose from his chair, poured out another tankard full from the + flagon, and drank it off. + </p> + <p> + “I must go down now and meet the guild,” he said. “I + have eaten nothing all day, and am as hungry as a wolf from the Taunus.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, how did you escape, by the way?” + </p> + <p> + “I didn’t escape. I was led blindfolded into a tent, where my + bandage was removed, and here a man in ordinary dress questioned me + concerning my object in entering the forest. I told him exactly the truth, + and explained what we were trying to do in Frankfort. I dare say I looked + honest and rather stupid. He asked when I set out; in what direction I + came; questioning me with a great affectation of indifference; wanted to + know if I had met many persons, and I told him quite truthfully I met no + one but the man I understood was a forester; a keeper, I supposed.” + </p> + <p> + “‘There are a number of us,’ he said, ‘hunting the + wild boar, and we do not wish the animal life of these woods to be + disturbed. We shall not be here longer than a week, but I advise you to + seek another spot for what timber you require.’ + </p> + <p> + “He asked me, finally, if any one in Frankfort knew I had come to + the forest, and I answered that the guild of twenty knew, and that we were + all to meet to-night at the Rheingold tavern to report. He pondered for a + while on this statement, and I suppose reached the conclusion that if I + did not return to Frankfort, this score of men might set out in the + morning to search for me, it being well known that the forest is dangerous + on account of wild boars. So, as if it were of no consequence, he + blindfolded me again, apologizing privately for doing so, saying it was + quite unnecessary in the first instance, but as the guard had done so, he + did not wish to censure him by implication. + </p> + <p> + “I answered that it did not matter at all, but desired him to order + my wrists released, which was done.” + </p> + <p> + “I must say,” commented Roland, “that the Archbishop of + Mayence is well served by his officers. Your examiner was a wise man.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” replied Greusel, “but nevertheless, I am telling + my story here in Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “No difference for that, because, as I have said, we can do nothing. + Still, it is a blessing your examiner could not guess what you overheard + in the other tent. He let you go thinking you had seen and learned + nothing, and in doing so warded off a search party to-morrow.” + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0022" id="link2H_4_0022"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + XXI. A SECRET MARRIAGE + </h2> + <p> + Blessed is he that expects nothing, for he shall not be disappointed. + Roland walked with Greusel across the bridge and through the streets to + the entrance of the Rheingold, and there stopped. + </p> + <p> + “I shall not go down with you,” he said. “You have given + me much to think of, and I am in no mood for a hilarious meeting. Indeed, + I fear I should but damp the enthusiasm of the lads. Continue your good + work to-morrow, and report to me at my room.” + </p> + <p> + With this Roland bade Greusel good-night and turned away. He walked very + slowly as far as the bridge, and there, resting his arms on the parapet, + looked down at the dark water. He was astonished to realize how little he + cared about giving up the Emperorship, and he recalled, with a glow of + delight, his recent talk in the garden with Hildegunde, and her assurance + that she lacked all ambition to become the first lady in the land so long + as they two spent their lives together. + </p> + <p> + The bells of Frankfort tolling the hour of ten aroused him from his + reverie, and brought down his thoughts from delicious dreams of romance to + realms of reality. The precious minutes were passing over his head swiftly + as the drops of water beneath his feet. There was little use of feeding + Frankfort if it must be given over to fire and slaughter. + </p> + <p> + With a chill of apprehension he reviewed the cold treachery of Mayence, + willing to levy the horrors of civil war upon an already stricken city so + long as his own selfish purposes were attained. + </p> + <p> + “And yet,” he said to himself, “there must be good in + the man. I wish I knew his history. Perhaps he had to fight for every step + he has risen in the world. Perhaps he has been baffled and defeated by + deception; overcome by chicanery until his faith died within him. My faith + would die within me were it not that when I meet a Mayence I encounter + also the virtue of a Cologne, and the bluff honesty of a Count Palatine. + How marvelous is this world, where the trickery of a Kurzbold and a + Gensbein is canceled by the faithfulness unto death of a Greusel and an + Ebearhard! Thus doth good balance evil, and then—and then, how + Heaven beams upon earth in the angel glance of a good woman. God guide me + aright! God guide me aright!” he repeated fervently, “and + suppress in me all anger and uncharitableness.” + </p> + <p> + He walked rapidly across the bridge into Sachsenhausen, past his room at + the street corner, and on to the monastery of the Benedictines, whose + little chapel stood open night and day for the prayers of those in trouble + or in sadness, habited only by one of the elder brothers, who gave, if it + were needed, advice, encouragement, or spiritual comfort. Removing his + hat, the Prince entered into the silence on tiptoe, and kneeling before + the altar, prayed devoutly for direction, asking the Almighty to turn the + thoughts of His servant, Mayence, into channels that flowed towards peace + and the relief of this unhappy city. + </p> + <p> + As he rose to his feet a weight lifted from his shoulders, and the + buoyancy of youth drove away the depression that temporarily overcame him + on hearing of the army threatening Frankfort. His plans were honest, his + methods conciliatory, and the path now seemed clear before him. The monk + in charge, who had been kneeling in a dark corner near the door, now came + forward to intercept him. + </p> + <p> + “Will your Highness deny me in the chapel as you did upon the + bridge?” + </p> + <p> + Roland stopped. In the gloom he had not recognized the ghostly Father. + </p> + <p> + “No, Father Ambrose, and I do now what I should have done then. I + pray your blessing on the enterprise before me.” + </p> + <p> + “My son, it is willingly given, the more willingly that I may atone + in part my forgetting of the Holy Words: ‘Judge not, that ye be not + judged.’ I grievously misjudged you, as I learn from both the + Archbishop and my kinswoman. I ask your forgiveness.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall forgive you, Father Ambrose, if you make full, not partial + atonement. The consequences of your mistake have proved drastic and + far-reaching. The least of these consequences is that it has cost me the + Emperorship.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh,” moaned the good man, “<i>mea culpa, mea culpa!</i> + No penance put upon me can compensate for that disaster.” + </p> + <p> + “You blame yourself overmuch, good Father. The penance I have to + impose will leave me deeply in your debt. Now, to come from the least to + the greatest of these results, so far as I am concerned, my marriage with + your kinswoman, whom I love devotedly, is in jeopardy. Through her + conviction that I was a thief, she braved the Archbishop of Mayence, who + imprisoned her, and now his Lordship has determined that the Grand Duke + Karl of Hesse shall be Emperor. Thus we arrive at the most important + outcome of your error. Between the overwhelming forces of Mayence and the + insufficient troops of Cologne and Treves there may ensue a conflict + causing the streets of Frankfort to flow with blood.” + </p> + <p> + The pious man groaned dismally. + </p> + <p> + “I have a plan which will prevent this. The day after to-morrow I + shall renounce all claim to the throne; but being selfish, like the rest, + I refuse to renounce all claim to the woman the Archbishops themselves + chose as my wife, neither shall I allow the case to be made further the + plaything of circumstance. Your kinswoman, no later ago than this + afternoon, confessed her love for me and her complete disregard of any + position I may hold in this realm. Now, Father Ambrose, I ask you several + questions. Is it in consonance with the rules of the Church that a + marriage be solemnized in this chapel?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes.” + </p> + <p> + “Are you entitled to perform the ceremony?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes.” + </p> + <p> + “Is it possible this ceremony can be performed to-morrow?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes.” + </p> + <p> + “Will you therefore attend to the necessary preliminaries, of which + I am vastly ignorant, and say at what hour the Countess and I may present + ourselves in this chapel?” + </p> + <p> + “The Archbishop of Cologne is guardian to her ladyship. Will you + bring me his sanction?” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, Father Ambrose, there is just the point. So far as concerns + himself I doubt not that the Archbishop is the most unambitious of men, + but to the marriage of his ward with a sword maker I fear he would refuse + consent which he would gladly give to a marriage with an Emperor.” + </p> + <p> + The monk hung his head, and pondered on the proposition. At last he said: + </p> + <p> + “Why not ask my Lord the Archbishop?” + </p> + <p> + “I dare not venture. Too much is at stake. She might be carried away + to any castle in Germany. Remember that Cologne has already acquiesced in + her imprisonment, and but that the iron chain of the Pfalzgraf brought me + to her prison door—The iron chain, do I say? ‘Twas the hand of + God that directed me to her, and now, with the help of Him who guided me, + not all the Archbishops in Christendom shall prevent our marriage. No, + Father Ambrose, pile on yourself all the futile penances you can adopt. + They are useless, for they do not remedy the wrong you have committed. And + now, good-night to your Reverence!” + </p> + <p> + The young man strode towards the door. + </p> + <p> + “My son,” said the quiet voice of the priest, “when you + were on your knees just now did you pray for remission from anger?” + </p> + <p> + Roland whirled round. + </p> + <p> + <i>“Mea culpa,</i> as you said just now. Father Ambrose, I ask your + pardon. I made an unfair use of your mistake to coerce you. You were quite + right in relating what your own eyes saw here in Frankfort, and although + the inference drawn was wrong, you were not to blame for that. I recognize + your scruples, but nevertheless protest that already I possess the + sanction of the Archbishop, which has never been withdrawn.” + </p> + <p> + “Prince Roland, if you bring hither the Countess von Sayn to-morrow + afternoon, when the bells strike three, I will marry you, and gladly + accept whatever penances ensue. I fear the monk’s robe has not + crushed out all the impulses of the Sayn blood. In my case, perhaps, it + has only covered them. And now, good-night, and God’s blessing fall + upon you and her you are to marry.” + </p> + <p> + Roland went directly from the chapel to his own room, where he slept the + sleep of one who has made up his mind. Nevertheless, it was not a + dreamless sleep, for throughout the night he seemed to hear the tramp of + armed men marching upon unconscious Frankfort, and this sound was so + persistent, that at last he woke, yet still it continued. Springing up in + alarm, and flinging wide the wooden shutters of his window, he was amazed + to see that the sun was already high, while the sound that disturbed him + was caused by a procession of heavy-footed horses, dragging over the + cobble-stones carts well-laden with farm produce. + </p> + <p> + Having dressed and finished breakfast, he wrote a letter to the Archbishop + of Mayence: + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + “My LORD ARCHBISHOP,—There are some important proposals which I + wish to make to the Electors, and as it is an unwritten rule that I + should not communicate with them separately, I beg of you to + convene a meeting to-morrow, in the Wahlzimmer, at the hour of + midday. Perhaps it is permissible to add, for your own information, + that while my major proposition has to do with the relief of + Frankfort, the minor suggestions I shall make will have the effect + of clearing away obstacles that at present obstruct your path, and + I venture to think that what I say will meet with your warmest + approval.” + </pre> + <p> + It was so necessary that this communication should reach the Archbishop as + soon as possible that Roland became his own messenger, and himself + delivered the document at the Archbishop’s Palace. As he turned away + he was startled by a hand being placed on his shoulder with a weight + suggesting an action of arrest rather than a greeting of friendship. He + turned quickly, and saw the Lieutenant who had so discourteously used him + in the square. There was, however, no menace in the officer’s + countenance. + </p> + <p> + “Still thrusting your sword at people?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, Lieutenant, and very harmlessly. ‘Tis a bloodless combat + I wage with the sword. I praise its construction, and leave to superiors + like yourself, sir, the proving of its quality.” + </p> + <p> + “You are an energetic young man, and we of Mayence admire competence + whether shown by mechanic or noble. Was the letter you handed in just now + addressed to his Lordship?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, Lieutenant.” + </p> + <p> + “‘Twill be quite without effect.” + </p> + <p> + “It grieves me to hear you say so, sir.” + </p> + <p> + “Take my advice, and make no effort to see the Archbishop until + after the Election. I judge you to be a sane young fellow, for whom I + confess a liking. You are the only man in Frankfort who has unhesitatingly + told me the exact truth, and I have not yet recovered from my amazement. + Now, when you return to your frugal room in Sachsenhausen you do not + attempt to reach it by mounting the stairs with one step?” + </p> + <p> + “Naturally not, Lieutenant.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well. When the Emperor is proclaimed, come you to me. I’ll + introduce you to my superior, and he, if impressed with your weapon, will + take you a step higher, and thus you will mount until you come to an + officer who may give you an astonishing order.” + </p> + <p> + “I thank you, Lieutenant, and hope later to avail myself of your + kindness.” + </p> + <p> + The Lieutenant slapped him on the shoulder, and wished him good-luck. As + Roland pushed his way through the crowd, he said to himself, with a sigh: + </p> + <p> + “I regret not being Emperor, if only for the sake of young fellows + like that.” + </p> + <p> + Frankfort was transformed as if a magician had waved his wand over it. The + streets swarmed with people. Farmers’ vehicles of every description + added to the confusion, and Roland frowned as he noticed how badly + organized had been the preparations for coping with this sudden influx of + food, but he also saw that the men of Mayence had taken a hand in the + matter, and were rapidly bringing method out of chaos. The uniforms of + Cologne or Treves were seldom seen, while the quiet but firm soldiers of + Mayence were everywhere ordering to their homes those already served, and + clearing the way for the empty-handed. + </p> + <p> + At last Roland reached the Palace of Cologne, through a square thronged + with people. Within he found his mother and the Countess, seated in a room + whose windows overlooked the square, watching the stirring scene presented + to them. Having saluted his mother, he greeted the girl with a quiet + pressure of the hand. + </p> + <p> + “What is the cause of all this commotion?” asked the Empress. + </p> + <p> + Roland tapped his breast. + </p> + <p> + “I am the cause, mother,” and he related the history of the + relief committee, and if appreciation carries with it gratification, his + was the advantage of knowing that the two women agreed he was the most + wonderful of men. + </p> + <p> + “But indeed, mother,” continued Roland, “I selfishly rob + you of the credit. The beginning of all this was really your gift to me of + five hundred thalers, that time I came to crave your assistance in + procuring me this document I still carry, and without your thalers and the + parchment, this never could have happened. So you see they have increased + like the loaves and fishes of Holy Writ, and thus feed the multitude.” + </p> + <p> + Her Majesty arose, smiling. + </p> + <p> + “Ah, Roland,” she said, kissing him, “you always gave + your mother more credit than she deserved. It wrung my heart at the time + that I was so scant of money.” Then, pleading fatigue, the Empress + left the room. + </p> + <p> + “Hilda!” cried the young man, “when you and I discuss + things, those things become true. Yesterday we agreed that the Imperial + throne was not so enviable a seat as a chair by the domestic hearth. + To-day I propose to secure the chair at the hearth, and to-morrow I shall + freely give up the Imperial throne.” + </p> + <p> + The girl uttered an exclamation that seemed partly concurrence and partly + dismay, but she spoke no word, gazing at him intently as he strode up and + down the room, and listening with eagerness. Walking backwards and + forwards, looking like an enthusiastic boy, he very graphically detailed + the situation as he had learned it from Greusel. + </p> + <p> + “Now you see, my dear, any opposition to the Archbishop of Mayence + means a conflict, and supposing in that conflict our friends were to win, + the victory would be scarcely less disastrous than defeat. I at once made + up my mind, fortified by my knowledge of your opinion on the subject, that + for all the kingships in the world I could not be the cause of civil + dissension.” + </p> + <p> + “That is a just and noble decision,” she said, speaking for + the first time. + </p> + <p> + Then, standing before her, the young man in more moderate tone related + what had happened and what had been said in the chapel of the Benedictine + Fathers. She looked up at him, earnest face aglow, during the first part + of his recital, and now and then the sunshine of a smile flickered at the + corners of her mouth as she recognized her kinsman in her lover’s + repetition of his words, but when it came to the question of a marriage, + her eyes sank to the floor, and remained there. + </p> + <p> + “Well, Hilda,” he said at last, “have you the courage to + go with me, all unadvised, all unchaperoned, to the chapel this afternoon + at three o’clock?” + </p> + <p> + She rose slowly, still without looking at him, placed her hands on his + shoulders, then slipped them round his neck, laying her cheek beside his. + </p> + <p> + “It requires no courage, Roland,” she whispered, “to go + anywhere if you are with me. I need to call up my courage only when I + think with a shudder of our being separated.” + </p> + <p> + Some minutes elapsed before conversation was resumed. + </p> + <p> + “Where is the Archbishop?” asked Roland, in belated manner + remembering his host. + </p> + <p> + “He and the Count Palatine went out together about an hour since. I + think they were somewhat disturbed at the unusual commotion, and desired + to know what it meant. Do you want to consult my guardian after all?” + </p> + <p> + “Not unless you desire me to do so?” + </p> + <p> + “I wish only what you wish, Roland.” + </p> + <p> + “I am glad his Lordship is absent. Let us to the garden, Hilda, and + discover a quiet exit if we can.” + </p> + <p> + A stout door was found in the wall to the rear, almost concealed with + shrubbery. The bolts were strong, and rusted in, but the prowess of Roland + overcame them, and he drew the door partially open. It looked out upon a + narrow alley with another high wall opposite. Roland looked up and down + the lane, and saw it was completely deserted. + </p> + <p> + “This will do excellently,” he said, shoving the door shut + again, but without thrusting the bolts into position. He took her two + hands in his. + </p> + <p> + “Dearest, noblest, sweetest of girls! I must now leave you. Await me + here at half-past one. I go out by this door, for it is necessary I should + know exactly where the alley joins a main street. It would be rather + embarrassing if you were standing here, and Father Ambrose looking for us + in the chapel, while I was frantically searching for and not finding the + lane.” + </p> + <p> + Some time in advance of the hour set, the impatient young man kept the + appointment he had made, and when the Countess appeared exactly on the + minute, he held open the door for her, then, drawing it shut behind him, + they were both out in the city of Frankfort together. Roland’s high + spirits were such that he could scarcely refrain from dancing along at her + side. + </p> + <p> + “I’d like to take your hand,” he said, “and swing + it, and show you the sights of the city, as if we were two young people in + from the country.” + </p> + <p> + “I am a country girl, please to remember,” said the Countess. + “I know nothing of Frankfort, or, indeed, of any other large town.” + </p> + <p> + “I am glad of that, for there is much to see in Frankfort. We will + make for the Cathedral, that beautiful red building, splendid and grand, + where we should have been married with great and useless ceremony if I had + been crowned Emperor. But I am sure the simple chapel in the working town + of Sachsenhausen better suits a sword maker and his bride.” + </p> + <p> + Now they came out into the busy street, which seemed more thronged than + ever. In making their way to the Cathedral, the mob became so dense that + progression was difficult. The current seemed setting in one direction, + and it carried them along with it. Hildegunde took the young man’s + arm, and clung close to him. + </p> + <p> + “They are driving us, whether we will or no, towards our old enemy, + the Archbishop of Mayence. That is his Palace facing the square. There is + some sort of demonstration going on,” cried Roland, as cheer after + cheer ascended to the heavens. “How grim and silent the Palace + appears, all shuttered as if it were a house of the dead! Somehow it + reminds me of Mayence himself. I had pictured him occupying a house of + gloom like that.” + </p> + <p> + “Do you think we are in any danger?” asked the girl. “The + people seem very boisterous.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, no danger at all. This mob is in the greatest good-humor. + Listen to their heart-stirring cheers! The people have been fed; that is + the reason of it.” + </p> + <p> + “Is that why they cheer? It sounds to me like an ovation to the + Archbishop! Listen to them: ‘Long live Mayence! God bless the + Archbishop!’ There is no terror in those shouts.” + </p> + <p> + Nevertheless his Lordship of Mayence had taken every precaution. The + shutters of his Palace were tightly closed, and along the whole front of + the edifice a double line of soldiers was ranged under the silent command + of their officers. They stood still and stiffly as stone-graven statues in + front of a Cathedral. The cheers rang unceasingly. Then, suddenly, as if + the sinister Palace opened one eye, shutters were turned away from a great + window giving upon the portico above the door. The window itself was then + thrown wide. Cheering ceased, and in the new silence, from out the + darkness there stepped with great dignity an old man, gorgeous in his long + robes of office, and surmounting that splendid intellectual head rested + the mitered hat of an Archbishop. After the momentary silence the cheers + seemed to storm the very door of the sky itself, but the old man moved no + muscle, and no color tinged his wan face. + </p> + <p> + “By the Kings,” whispered Roland, during a temporary lull, + “what a man! There stands power embodied, and yet I venture ‘tis + his first taste of popularity. I am glad we have seen this sight, both mob + and master. How quick are the people to understand who is the real ruler + of Germany! I wish he were my friend!” + </p> + <p> + Slowly the Archbishop raised his open hands, holding them for a moment in + benediction over the vast assemblage. Once more the cheers died away, and + every head was bowed, then the Archbishop was in his place no longer. + Unseen hands closed the windows, and a moment later the shutters blinded + it. The multitude began to dissolve, and the two wanderers found their way + become clearer and clearer. + </p> + <p> + Together they entered the empty, red Cathedral, and together knelt down in + a secluded corner. After some minutes passed thus Roland remembered that + the hour of two had struck while they were gazing at the Archbishop. + Gently he touched the hand of his companion. They rose, and walked slowly + through the great church. + </p> + <p> + “There,” he whispered, “is where the Emperor is crowned. + The Archbishop of Mayence always performs that ceremony, so, after all, + there is some justification for his self-assumed leadership.” + </p> + <p> + Again out into the sunshine they walked to the Fahrgasse, and then to the + bridge, where the Countess paused with an expression of delight at the + beauty of the waterside city, glorified by the westering sun. Crossing the + river, and going down the Bruckenstrasse of Sachsenhausen, Roland said: + </p> + <p> + “Referring to people who are not Emperors, that is my room at the + corner, where I lived when supposed to be in prison.” + </p> + <p> + “Is that where you made your swords?” she asked. + </p> + <p> + “No; Greusel’s workshop and mine is farther along that side + street. It is a grimy shop of no importance, but here, on the other side, + we have an edifice that counts. That low building is the Benedictine + monastery, and this is its little chapel.” + </p> + <p> + The Countess made no comment, but stood looking at it for a few moments + until her thoughts were interrupted by the solemn tones of a bell striking + three. Roland went up the steps, and held open the door while she passed + in, then, removing his hat, he followed her. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0023" id="link2H_4_0023"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + XXII. LONG LIVE THEIR MAJESTIES + </h2> + <p> + The most anxious man in all Frankfort was not to be found among the mighty + who ruled the Empire, or among the merchants who trafficked therein, or + among the people who starved when there was no traffic. The most anxious + man was a small, fussy individual of great importance in his own + estimation, cringing to those above him, denouncing those beneath; Herr + Durnberg, Master of the Romer, in other words, the Keeper of the Town + Hall. The great masters whom this little master served were imperious and + unreasonable. They gave him too little information regarding their + intentions, yet if he failed in his strict duty towards them, they would + crush him as ruthlessly as if he were a wasp. + </p> + <p> + Unhappy Durnberg! Every morning he expected the Electoral Court to be + convened that day, and every evening he was disappointed. It was his first + duty to lay out upon the table in that great room, the Kaisersaal, a + banquet, to be partaken of by the newly-made Emperor, and by the seven + potentates who elected him. It was also his duty to provide two huge tanks + of wine, one containing the ruby liquor pressed out at Assmannshausen; the + other the straw-colored beverage that had made Hochheim famous. These + tanks were connected by pipes with the plain, unassuming fountain standing + opposite the Town Hall in that square called the Romerberg. The moment an + election took place Herr Durnberg turned off the flow of water from the + fountain, and turned on the flow of wine, thus for an hour and a half + there poured from the northward pointing spout of the fountain the rich + red wine of Assmannshausen, and from the southern spout the delicate white + wine of Hochheim. Now, wine will keep for a long time, but a dinner will + not, so the distracted Durnberg prepared banquet after banquet for which + there were no consumers. + </p> + <p> + At last, thought Herr Durnberg, his vigilance was about to be rewarded. + There came up the broad, winding stair, to the landing on which opened the + great doors of the Kaisersaal, two joyous-looking young people, evidently + lovers, and with the hilt of his sword the youth knocked against the stout + panels of the door. It was Herr Durnberg himself who opened, and he said + haughtily— + </p> + <p> + “The Romer is closed, and will not be free to strangers until after + the Election.” + </p> + <p> + “We enter, nevertheless. I am Prince Roland, here to meet the Court + of Electors, who convene at midday in the adjoining Wahlzimmer. You, + Romer-meister, will announce to their august Lordships that I am here, + and, when their will is expressed, summon me to audience with them.” + </p> + <p> + Herr Durnberg bowed almost to the polished floor, and flinging open both + doors, retreated backwards, still bent double as he implored them to + enter. Locking the doors, for the Electors would reach the Wahlzimmer + through a private way, to be used by none but themselves, the bustling + Durnberg produced two chairs, which he set by the windows in the front, + and again running the risk of falling on his nose, bowed his distinguished + visitors to seats where they might entertain themselves by watching the + enormous crowd that filled the Romerberg from end to end, for every man in + Frankfort knew an Election was impending, and it was after the banquet, + when the wine began to flow in the fountain, that the new Emperor + exhibited himself to his people by stepping from the Kaisersaal out upon + the balcony in front of it. + </p> + <p> + “Do you feel any shyness about meeting this formidable conclave? + Remember you have at least two good friends among them.” + </p> + <p> + The girl placed her hand in his, and looked affectionately upon him. + </p> + <p> + “When you are with me, Roland, I am afraid of nothing.” + </p> + <p> + “I should not ask you to pass through this ordeal were it not for + your guardian. His astonishment at the announcement of our marriage will + be so honest and unacted that even the suspicious Mayence cannot accuse + him of connivance in what we have done. Of course, the strength of my + position is that I have but carried out the formal request of their three + Lordships; a request which has never been rescinded.” + </p> + <p> + Before she could reply the hour of twelve rang forth. The deferential Herr + Durnberg entered from the Wahlzimmer, and softly approached them. + </p> + <p> + “Your Highness,” he said, “my Lords, the Electors, + request your presence in the Wahlzimmer.” + </p> + <p> + “How many are there, Romer-meister?” + </p> + <p> + “There are four, your Highness; the three Archbishops and the Count + Palatine.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah,” breathed Roland, relieved that Mayence had not called up + his reserve, and assured now that the seventh Elector had not arrived. + With a glance of encouragement at his wife, Roland passed into the + presence. + </p> + <p> + Herr Durnberg, anxious about the outcome, showed an inclination to close + the door and remain inside, but a very definite gesture from Mayence + wafted the good man to outer regions. + </p> + <p> + Mayence opened the proceedings. + </p> + <p> + “Yesterday I received a communication from your Highness, requesting + me to convene this Court. I am as ignorant as my colleagues regarding the + subjects to be placed before us. I therefore announce to you that we are + prepared to listen.” + </p> + <p> + “I thank you, my Lord of Mayence,” began the Prince very + quietly. “When first I had the honor of meeting your three Lordships + in the Castle of Ehrenfels, I signed certain documents, and came to an + agreement with you upon other verbal requests. I am not yet a man of large + experience, but at that time, although comparatively few days have + elapsed, I was a mere boy, trusting in the good faith of the whole world, + knowing nothing of its chicanery. Since then I have been through a bitter + school, learning bitter lessons, but I am nevertheless encouraged, in that + for every man of treachery and deceit I meet two who are trustworthy.” + </p> + <p> + “Pardon me,” said Mayence suavely, “I did not understand + that the discourse you proposed was to be a sermon. If your theme is a + lecture on morality, I beg to remind you that this Wahlzimmer is a place + of business, and what you say is better suited to a chapel or even a + church, than to the Election Chamber of the Empire.” + </p> + <p> + “I am sorry, my Lord,” said Roland humbly, “if my + introduction does not meet your approval. I assure you that the very + opposite was my intention. My purpose is to show you why a change has come + over me, and in order—” + </p> + <p> + “Once more I regret interrupting, but the reason for whatever change + has occurred can be of little interest to any one but yourself. You begin + by making vague charges of dishonesty, treachery, and what-not, against + some person or persons unknown. May I ask you to be definite?” + </p> + <p> + “Is it your Lordship’s wish that I should mention names?” + </p> + <p> + Cologne showed signs of uneasiness; Treves looked in bewilderment from one + to another of his colleagues; the Count Palatine sat deeply interested, + his elbows on the table, massive chin supported by huge hands. + </p> + <p> + “Your Highness is the best judge whether names should be mentioned + or not,” said Mayence, quite calmly, as if his withers were unwrung. + “But you must see that if you hint at conspiracy and bafflement, + certain inferences are likely to be drawn. Since the time you speak of + there has been no opportunity for you to meet your fellow-men, therefore + these inferences are apt to take the color that reference is made to one + or the other of the three personages you did meet. I therefore counsel you + either to abstain from innuendo or explain explicitly what you mean.” + </p> + <p> + “I the more willingly bow to your Lordship’s decision because + it is characterized by that wisdom which accompanies every word your + Lordship utters. I shall therefore designate good men and bad.” + </p> + <p> + Mayence gazed at the young man in amazement, but merely said: + </p> + <p> + “Proceed, sir, on your perilous road.” + </p> + <p> + “I am the head of a gang of freebooters. When this company left + Frankfort under my command we appeared to be all of one mind. My gang + consisted entirely of ironworkers, well-set-up young fellows in splendid + physical condition, yet before I was gone a day on our journey I found + myself confronted by mutiny. A man named Kurzbold was the leader of this + rebellion; a treacherous hound, whom I sentenced to death. The two who + stood by me were Greusel and Ebearhard, therefore I told you that when I + met one villain I encountered two trustworthy men.” + </p> + <p> + “When did this happen?” asked Mayence. “And what was the + object of your freebooting expedition?” + </p> + <p> + “High Heaven!” cried the Archbishop of Cologne, unable longer + to restrain his impatience when he saw the fatal trend of the Prince’s + confession, “what madness has overcome you? Can you not see the + effect of these disturbing disclosures?” + </p> + <p> + The Prince smiled, and answered first the last question. + </p> + <p> + “‘Tis an honest confession, my Lord, of what may be considered + a dishonest practice. It is information that should be within your + knowledge before you sit down to elect an Emperor. + </p> + <p> + “When did this happen, my Lord of Mayence?” he continued, + turning to the chairman. “It happened when you thought I was your + prisoner in Ehrenfels. Never for a day did you hold me there. I roamed the + country at my pleasure. I examined leisurely and effectively the defenses + of nearly every castle on the Rhine from the town of Bonn to your own city + of Mayence. The object of our expedition, you ask? It was to loot the + stolen treasure of the robber castles, and incidentally it resulted in the + destruction by fire of Furstenberg. The marauding excursion ended at + Pfalz, where I lightened the Pfalzgraf of his wealth, and liberated the + Countess von Sayn, unlawfully imprisoned within that fortress.” + </p> + <p> + “By the Three Kings!” cried the Count Palatine, bringing his + huge fist down on the table like the blow of a sledge hammer, “you + are a man, and I glory that it is my privilege to vote for you.” + </p> + <p> + “I agree with my brother of Cologne,” said Treves, speaking + for the first time, “that this young man does not properly weigh the + inevitable result of his terrible words. I vote, of course, with my Lord + of Mayence, but such a vote will be most reluctantly given for a + self-confessed burglar and incendiary.” + </p> + <p> + “Be not too hasty, gentlemen,” counseled Mayence. “We + are not met here to cast votes. Your Highness, I complained a moment ago + of lack of interest in your recital; I beg to withdraw that plea. After + having heard you I agree that the Countess was unjustly imprisoned. She + was accurate in her estimate of your character.” + </p> + <p> + “I think not, my Lord, I do not regard myself as burglar, + incendiary, thief, or robber. I call myself rather a restorer of stolen + property. I shed no blood, which in itself is a remarkable feature of + action so drastic as mine. The incendiarism was merely incidental, forced + upon me by the fact that the Red Margrave tied up eighteen of my men, whom + he proposed presently to hang. I diverted his attention from this + execution by the first method that occurred to me, namely, the firing of + his Castle. In my letter to you yesterday, my Lord, I promised to clear + away certain obstacles from your path. I therefore remove one, by saying + that an object of this conference is my own renunciation of the + Emperorship, thus while I thank my Lord Count for his proffered franchise, + I quiet the mind of my Lord of Treves by assuring him his defection has no + terror for me. And now, my Lord of Mayence, will you listen carefully to + my suggestion?” + </p> + <p> + “Prince Roland,” replied his Lordship, almost with geniality, + “I have never heard so graphic a narrator in my life. Proceed, I beg + of you.” + </p> + <p> + “When our band of cut-purses set out from Frankfort, they supposed + the gold was to be shared equally among us. Mutiny taught me to use the + arts of diplomacy, which I despise. I hoped to attain such influence over + them that they would agree to abjure wealth for the benefit of Frankfort. + I am happy to say that I accomplished my object, so that yesterday and + to-day you have witnessed the results of my efforts; the relief of a + starving city. I merely removed the wealth of robbers to benefit those + whom they robbed. Knowing the dangerous feeling actuating this town + against your Lordships, I caused proclamation to be made crediting this + relief to the Archbishops. + </p> + <p> + “My Lord of Mayence, when yesterday I saw you appear on your own + balcony, the most stern, the most dignified figure I ever beheld; when I + heard the ringing cheers that greeted you; when I realized, as never + before, the majesty of your genius, I cursed the stupid decree of Fate + that denied me your friendship. What could we not have accomplished + together for the Fatherland? I, with my youth and energy, under the + tutelage of your wisdom and experience. You tasted there, probably for the + first time in your life, the intoxicating cup of popularity, yet it + affected you no more than if you had drunk of the fountain in the + Romerberg. + </p> + <p> + “Now, my Lords, here is what I ask of you, and it will show how much + I would have depended upon you had I been chosen to the position at first + proposed to me. I request you, my Lord of Treves, to remove your three + thousand troops to the other side of the Rhine.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall do nothing of the sort,” blurted Treves, amazed at + the absurd proposal. + </p> + <p> + Roland went on, unheeding: + </p> + <p> + “I ask you, my Lord of Cologne, to march your troops to + Assmannshausen.” + </p> + <p> + “You indeed babble like the boy you said you were!” cried the + indignant Cologne. “You show no grasp of statesmanship.” + </p> + <p> + A faint smile quivered on the thin lips of Mayence at his colleagues’ + ill-disguised fear at leaving him the man in possession so far as + Frankfort was concerned. The naive proposal which angered his two brethren + merely amused Mayence. This young man’s absurdity was an + intellectual treat. Roland smiled in sympathy as he turned towards him, + but his next words banished all expression of pleasure from the face of + Mayence. + </p> + <p> + “I hope to succeed better with you, my Lord. Of course I recognize I + have no standing with this Court since my refusal of the gift you intended + to bestow. I ask you to draft into this city seven thousand men;” + then after a pause: “<i>the seven thousand will not have far to + march, my Lord.</i>” + </p> + <p> + He caught an expression almost of fear in the Archbishop’s eyes, + which were quickly veiled, but his Lordship’s tone was as unwavering + as ever when he asked: + </p> + <p> + “What do you mean by that?” + </p> + <p> + “I mean that the city of Mayence is nearer to Frankfort than either + Cologne or Treves.” + </p> + <p> + “Your geographical point is undeniable. What am I to do with my ten + thousand once they are here?” + </p> + <p> + “My Lord, I admire the rigid discipline of your men, and estimate + from that the genius of organization possessed by your officers; a genius + imparted, I believe, by you. No one knows better than I the state of + confusion which this effort at relief has brought upon the city. I suggest + that your capable officers divide this city into cantons, proclaim martial + law, and deliver to every inhabitant rations of food as if each man, + woman, and child were a member of your army. Meanwhile the merchants + should be relieved of a task for which they have proved their incapacity, + and turn their attention to commerce. This relief at best must be + temporary. The vital task is to open the Rhine. The merchants will load + every barge on the river with goods, and this flotilla the armies of + Treves and Cologne will escort in safety to the latter city. In passing + they will deliver an ultimatum to every castle, demanding a contribution + in gold towards the further relief of Frankfort, until commerce readjusts + itself, and assuring each nobleman that if this commerce is molested, his + castle shall be forfeited, and himself imprisoned or hanged.” + </p> + <p> + “Quite an effective plan, I think, your Highness, to which I + willingly agree, if you can assure me of the support of my two colleagues, + which I regret to say has already been refused.” + </p> + <p> + His Lordship looked from one to another, but neither withdrew his + declaration. + </p> + <p> + “Prince Roland,” continued Mayence, “we seem to have + reached a deadlock, and I fear its cause is that distrust of one human + being toward another that you deplored a while ago. I confess myself, + however, so pleased with the trend of your mind as exhibited in your + conversation with us, that I am desirous to know what further proposals + you care to make, now that our mutual good intentions have led us into an + impasse.” + </p> + <p> + “Willingly, my Lord. I propose that you at once proceed to the + Election of an Emperor, for the delay in his choosing has already caused + an anxiety and a tension dangerous to the peace of this country.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, that is easier said than done, your Highness. Having yourself + eliminated the one on whom we were agreed, it seems to me you should at + least suggest a substitute.” + </p> + <p> + “Again willingly, my Lord. You should choose some quiet, + conservative man, and, if possible, one well known to the citizens of + Frankfort, and held in good esteem by the people everywhere. He should be + a man of middle age—” Mayence’s eyes began to close + again, and his lips to tighten—“and if he had some experience + in government, that would be all to the good. One already married is + preferable to a bachelor, for then no delicate considerations regarding a + woman can arise, as, I need not remind your Lordship, have arisen in my + own case. A man of common sense should be selected, who would not make + rash experiments with the ideals of the German people, as a younger and + less balanced person might be tempted to do. That he should be a good + Churchman goes without saying—” + </p> + <p> + “A truce, a truce!” cried Mayence sternly. “Again we are + running into a moral catalogue impossible of embodiment. Is there any such + man in your mind, or are you merely treating us to a counsel of + perfection?” + </p> + <p> + “Notwithstanding my pessimism,” said Roland, “I still + think so well of my countrymen as to believe there are many such. Not to + make any recommendation to those so much better qualified to judge than I, + but merely to give a sample, I mention the Grand Duke Karl of Hesse, who + fulfills every requirement I have named.” + </p> + <p> + For what seemed to the onlookers a tense period of suspense, the old man + seated and the young man standing gazed intently at one another. Mayence + knew at once that in some manner unknown to him the Prince had fathomed + his intentions; that his Highness alone knew why the Election had been + delayed, yet the Prince conveyed this knowledge directly to the person + most concerned, in the very presence of those whom Mayence desired to keep + ignorant, without giving them the slightest hint anent the actual state of + affairs. + </p> + <p> + The favorable opinion which the Archbishop had originally formed of Roland + in Ehrenfels during this conference became greatly augmented. Even the + most austere of men is more or less susceptible to flattery, and yet in + flattering him Roland had managed to convey his own sincerity in this + laudation. + </p> + <p> + “We will suppose the Grand Duke Karl elected,” Mayence said at + last. “What then?” + </p> + <p> + “Why then, my Lord, the three differing bodies of troops at present + occupying Frankfort would be withdrawn, and the danger line crossed over + to the right side.” + </p> + <p> + Mayence now asked a question that in his own mind was crucial. Once more + he would tempt the young man to state plainly what he actually knew. + </p> + <p> + “Can your Highness give us any reason why you fear danger from the + presence of troops commanded by three friendly men like my colleagues and + myself?” + </p> + <p> + “My fear is that the hands of one or the other of you may be forced, + and I can perhaps explain my apprehension better by citing an incident to + which I have already alluded. I had not the slightest intention of burning + Castle Furstenberg, but suddenly my hand was forced. I was responsible for + the safety of my men. I hesitated not for one instant to fire the Castle. + Of the peaceful intentions of my Lords the Archbishops there can be no + question, but at any moment a street brawl between the soldiers, say, of + Cologne and Treves, may bring on a crisis that can only be quelled by + bloodshed. Do you see my point?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, your Highness, I do, and your point is well taken. I repose + such confidence in our future Emperor that voluntarily I shall withdraw my + troops from Frankfort at once. Furthermore, I shall open the Rhine, by + sending along its banks the ultimatum you propose, not supported by my + army, but supported by the name of the Archbishop of Mayence, and I shall + be interested to know what Baron on the Rhine dare flout that title. Will + you accept my aid, Prince Roland?” + </p> + <p> + “I accept it, my Lord, with deep gratitude, knowing that it will + prove effective.” + </p> + <p> + His Lordship rose in his place. + </p> + <p> + “I said this was not an Electoral Court. I rise to announce my + mistake. We Electors here gathered together form a majority. I propose to + you the name of Prince Roland, son of our late Emperor.” + </p> + <p> + “My Lord, my Lord!” cried Roland, raising his hand, “you + do not know all.” + </p> + <p> + “Patient Heaven!” cried the irritated Archbishop, “you + make too much of us as father confessors. Do not tell us now you have been + guilty of assassination!” + </p> + <p> + “No, my Lord, but you should know that I have married the Lady + Hildegunde, Countess von Sayn, whom you have already rejected as Empress.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, if you have accepted the dame, the balance is redressed. I am + not sure but you made an excellent choice.” + </p> + <p> + It was now the turn of the amazed Archbishop of Cologne to rise to his + feet. + </p> + <p> + “What his Highness says is impossible. The Lady von Sayn has been in + my care ever since she entered Frankfort, and I pledge my word she has + never left my Palace!” + </p> + <p> + “We were married yesterday at three o’clock, in the chapel of + the Benedictine Fathers, and in the presence of four of them. We left your + Palace, my Lord, by a door which you may discover in the wall of your + garden, near the summer-house, and my wife is present in the adjoining + room to implore your forgiveness.” + </p> + <p> + Cologne collapsed into his chair, and drew a hand across his bewildered + brow. The situation appeared to amuse Mayence. + </p> + <p> + “I wish your Highness had withheld this information until I was sure + that my brother of Treves will vote with me, as he promised. My Lord of + Treves, you heard my proposition. May I count on your concurrence?” + </p> + <p> + Treves’ house of cards fell so suddenly to the ground that under the + compelling eyes of Mayence he could do no more than stammer his + acquiescence. + </p> + <p> + “I vote for the Prince,” he said in tones barely audible. + </p> + <p> + “And you, my Lord of Cologne?” + </p> + <p> + “Aye,” said Cologne gruffly. + </p> + <p> + “The Count Palatine?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes,” thundered the latter. “A choice that meets my + full approval, and I speak now for the Empress as well as the Emperor.” + </p> + <p> + “Durnberg!” cried Mayence, raising his voice. + </p> + <p> + The doors were instantly opened, and the cringing Romer-meister appeared. + </p> + <p> + “Is the banquet prepared?” + </p> + <p> + “Ready to lay on the table, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + “The wine for the fountains?” + </p> + <p> + “Needs but the turning of the tap, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + “Order up the banquet, turn the tap; and as the new Emperor is + unknown to the people, cause heralds with trumpets to set out and proclaim + the Election of Prince Roland of Frankfort.” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, my Lord.” + </p> + <p> + The Archbishop of Mayence led the way out into the grand Kaisersaal, and + the new Empress rose from her chair, standing there, her face white as the + costume she wore. Mayence advanced to her, bending his gray head over the + hand he took in his own. + </p> + <p> + “Your Majesty,” he said gravely, and this was her first hint + of the outcome, “I congratulate you upon your marriage, as I have + already congratulated your husband.” + </p> + <p> + “My Lord Archbishop,” she said in uncertain voice, “you + cannot blame me for obeying you.” + </p> + <p> + “I think my poor commands would have been futile were it not for the + assistance lent me by his Majesty.” + </p> + <p> + The salutations of the others were drowned by the cheers of the great + assemblage in the Romerberg. The red wine and white had begun to flow, and + the people knew what had happened. In the intervals between the clangor of + the trumpets, they heard that a Prince of their own town had been elected, + so all eyes turned to the Romer, and cries of “The Emperor! The + Emperor!” issued from every throat. The multitude felt that a new + day was dawning. + </p> + <p> + “I believe,” said Mayence, “that hitherto only the + Emperor has appeared on the balcony, but to-day I suggest a precedent. Let + Emperor and Empress appear before the people.” + </p> + <p> + He motioned to Herr Durnberg, and the latter flung open the tall windows; + then Roland taking his wife’s hand, stepped out upon the balcony. + </p> + <h3> + THE END + </h3> + <div style="height: 6em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + + <div>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 14656 ***</div> +</body> +</html> |