Part 25 (2/2)

The amba.s.sador had not expected this answer; he had thought after his conversation the matter would be ended.

He evinced no surprise, however, and said:

”Really? So you decide to remain? You are accustomed to play high, and expect to do it here? We will have to interfere with that, I fear.

Better think it well over before you decide finally.”

With that he turned quickly on his heel and left the room, just in time to meet the head forester at its entrance.

”Where have you been hiding yourself, Herbert?” Schonau asked impatiently. ”I have been searching the whole place for you.”

”I went to the tower-chamber in search of my wife.”

”She's in the dining-room with all the rest of the world, but you have been missed already. Come, it is time that we got something to eat.”

With which the head forester took hold of his brother-in-law's arm and led him away, after his usual jolly manner.

Hartmut stood where von Wallmoden had left him. His breath came fast and thick, and he was almost stifled with the feelings of shame, and hate, and revolt, which surged within him. The amba.s.sador's significant speeches had crushed him utterly, although he had hardly grasped their full meaning. They tore aside the veil with which he, half unconsciously, half purposely, had enveloped himself. He had believed implicitly what his mother told him concerning the portion of their fortune which was saved to them, and which enabled them to live and travel. But there were times when he had chosen to close his eyes rather than enter into investigations.

When his mother's hand had torn him so suddenly from his father's side, when after the hard discipline of obedience and duty, he had been plunged into a life of boundless freedom, he had allowed himself an unchecked rein, having no one to whom to account for his actions. He was too young for reflection or judgment, and later--but it was too late for him then, and habit had woven a net about him which could not be destroyed. Now for the first time it was shown him clearly and definitely what that life was which he had led so long; the life of an adventurer, and as an adventurer he was to be expelled from society.

But above all the shame was the sense of ignominy and defeat, the feeling of intense hatred toward the man who had told him the truth.

That unholy heritage from his mother, the hot, wild, pa.s.sionate blood, which had proven so fatal to the boy, welled up like a stream of fire in the man's breast and extinguished all feeling but that of revenge.

Hartmut's handsome features were still disfigured with pa.s.sion and anger, when, with compressed lips, he finally left the tower room.

He knew and felt but one thing, that he must have revenge, revenge at any price.

It was late when the guests arose from the table. The duke and d.u.c.h.ess retired soon after, and carriage after carriage ascended the castle hill, and descended soon after with its full complement of departing guests; lights were extinguished, and bolts and bars were drawn, and Furstenstein was soon enveloped in silence and darkness.

From the rooms occupied by Baron von Wallmoden and his wife lights were still s.h.i.+ning. Adelheid stood at the window peering into the darkness.

She yet wore her rich court gown, and as she leaned her head against the pane, lost in thought, her att.i.tude was one of weariness and languor.

Wallmoden sat at his writing table, reading hastily the dispatches and letters which had arrived during the day. One or two seemed to contain matter of importance, for he did not place them with the pile which were to be answered or destroyed early in the morning, but took up his pen and made a check across them in red ink; then he arose and crossed the room to his wife.

”This comes unexpectedly,” he said. ”I'll have to go to Berlin at once.”

Adelheid turned round surprised.

”This is very sudden.”

”Yes, I had hoped to settle the matter by letter, but the minister desires a personal conference. I must take my leave of the duke early in the morning, and set off at once. I'll be away about eight days, I presume.”

In the shadow of the curtain Adelheid's face could not be seen clearly, but one could fancy a sigh of relief escaped her, as if her heart was to be lightened of a burden.

”At what hour do we start?” she asked quickly. ”I must give my maid her orders at once.”

”We? It's a purely business affair, and I am going alone.”

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