"Thank you, I prefer to fetch her myself," I interposed quickly.
"There is a difficulty----" he began thoughtfully.
"Then the sooner it is smoothed away the better," I interrupted.
"I will send you word where to find her. But, first, there are certain matters which must be set straight."
"I don"t trust your agents, baron; you had better understand that. What is to be done must be done to-day."
"I am as anxious as you can be for haste. There is more to apprehend from delay than you appear to think. At any moment we may have some interruption from Berlin. But I can say no more now. If you return to the Gramberg house and hold yourself in readiness to start, I will communicate with you at the earliest possible moment. I can do no more.
At this instant I myself do not know the exact whereabouts of the countess. She was taken last night to Herr Schemmell"s house, close to town here, and early this morning was to have been removed--almost directly after your visit, indeed, of which I was, of course, informed--and was to be taken to his country-seat near Landsberg. But until I know that she has arrived there it would be folly for me to send you out. Those who have charge of her are to use their discretion as events may require."
"I will wait till I hear from you," I said, and as a last word asked, "You say she has been told that I am not her kinsman, the Prince von Gramberg?"
"Certainly. And probably the tale has been garnished with abundant details. The Baroness Gratz is no friend of yours."
"And von Nauheim?"
"If he is well enough he may have gone after them. I cannot say."
"If there is any wrong done to her, I shall set it to your account," I cried pa.s.sionately, for this news of von Nauheim filled me with rage.
With this I left him, the fear that von Nauheim might even yet be able to deal some treacherous blow haunting me.
On my way from the baron"s I called at von Nauheim"s house, and there I learned something that added to my disquiet. He had returned home in the small hours of the morning, and after a brief stay in the house had left again, declaring he might be absent for some time. This was to me like oil poured on to a roaring fire.
"Had your master been hurt?" I inquired of the servant.
"Yes, your Highness. I believe he had had a narrow escape in some carriage accident; but he had almost entirely recovered; and happily no serious injury was caused. He was bruised, of course, but seemed much himself again this morning."
This was ill news enough, and I gnashed my teeth in impotent anger, when I reached the house and had to sit kicking my heels in idleness while I waited for news from the baron; and that at the very hour when, for all I knew, von Nauheim might be forcing his abominable attentions on Minna.
Late in the morning, toward noon, something happened that increased my uneasiness. A letter was brought me from Minna. It had been hurriedly written, and was scarcely coherent.
"COUSIN HANS,--I am in sore trouble and fear. There is no doubt I am in the hands of the Ostenburg agents--they tricked me at the ball, and I am being taken away from Munich. My aunt Gratz is with me, and it seems that Marie was false and told everything--though I scarcely distrust her. That is one story. Another is so dreadful I dare not think of it. They dare to tell me you are not my cousin, but a spy paid by the King"s party to cheat us all and wreck the whole scheme. I don"t believe it. I would trust you against the world. I do trust you. But I do so long to see you face to face again and hear from your own lips that all this is false. I believe I am being taken to Landsberg to the country-house of a Herr Schemmell. Aunt Gratz says so, and thinks you could come after us.
She will get this letter to you. Try and follow me at once, and save me from I know not what. All this is killing me. Your distracted cousin,
MINNA."
What on earth could this jumble mean? The Baroness Gratz the medium of news of this sort. First a.s.suring Minna that I was a rascally spy, and then suggesting that I could follow and rescue them. Of course it was treachery somewhere. Was it to put me off the scent altogether? Were they being taken to some other place? It baffled me, and I could not see a solution.
The fact that von Nauheim had recovered, and, as I knew, had followed them, led me to connect him with the business in some way, but how?
The thought was so maddening that I was raging and fuming at the delay in hearing from the Baron Heckscher when, to my further surprise, Praga was announced.
He had come, he told me, to consult about the disposal of our hostage, the duke.
I turned for a moment with relief from the bewildering puzzle of Minna"s letter to ask him his news of the duke.
CHAPTER XXII
AT LANDSBERG
Praga was in his customary devil-may-care humor, and in reply to my earnest request for information he laughed and showed his teeth, tossed his head and shrugged his shoulders, and his first answer was a volley of his strangely phrased oaths.
"Safe so far, Prince, but it was a devilish tight place you put us in.
That fellow of yours, von Krugen, is true grit, by the devil, a good fellow right through."
"What have you done with the duke? Don"t waste words, man," I said, with much impatience.
"Poor little beast!" exclaimed the Corsican, with an ugly laugh. "We had to frighten him till the sweat stood thick on his forehead, his teeth chattered, and his knees knocked together like loose spokes in a rickety wheel. In truth we didn"t know what to do with him, and I was half for knocking him on the head to be done with it, but von Krugen wouldn"t.
Then it occurred to us that we could play at being about to put him to death, and, as von Krugen was in his fancy dress, we let him play the part of his mad Majesty"s executioner. We patched up a few lies, sewed them together with threats, and trimmed them with plenty of oaths. Told him the whole plot was discovered, that the madman"s agents had found it all out, that my lord the duke was first on the honorable list for having his head chopped off, and that von Krugen had been sent out to give him the happy despatch. It was magnificent," and he laughed loudly at the recollection.
"Well?" I cried, the delay irritating me.
"Your duke"s a lily-livered wretch enough when it comes to facing cold steel, and I"m bound to say von Krugen looked devilish ugly and dead set in earnest as, wearing his mask, he drew his sword and gave the little crank five minutes to balance up his ledgers with Heaven. He was in no mood for that sort of work, as we had guessed of course, and instead of putting up a few concentrated prayers of the customary strength he flopped down on his knees and begged us to spare his life, and he grovelled and squirmed and wriggled on his belly and wept till I could have spat on him. Faugh!" and the Corsican"s face was a picture of disgust.
"I begin to see," I said.
"Not quite," said my companion, with a laugh. "For the next act was that von Krugen and I quarrelled, and we pretended to wrangle and jangle until I seemed to gain my end, and the little fool thought he owed his life to me. He clung to me and shrank from the "executioner," and was altogether in a fit state to promise anything I told him in order to save his skin. I told him it would cost von Krugen his life if it were known that he had not done the work, and that if any one had even a suspicion of who the duke was and who we were all our lives would be sacrificed in a twinkling. By that time he was about wet through with fear, so we told him he must consent to be thought a mad patient of ours whom we, as doctor and attendant, were conveying to an asylum. In this way we took him to Gramberg--not to the castle, but to some place where von Krugen said he would be safe for a time. There he is awaiting your instructions. He"s safe enough for a few days, but what after?"
"You have done well and cleverly," I said warmly. "A little fright won"t hurt him, and meanwhile matters here have taken a turn which may render it necessary for us to set him free in a few hours," and I told Praga what had happened--except as to the discovery of my imposture--and the tale made a considerable impression on him.
"When that wily old Iscariot says one thing, I always look for another meaning. But you had a master card to play. He must have been mad. And what will you do?"
"If I do not hear from him at once, I shall go on to Landsberg on the chance of my cousin"s letter being right, and I will send a messenger to the baron at once."
I was in the act of ringing for a servant when one entered to tell me that Baron Heckscher was waiting to see me.
"He had better not see me," said the Corsican.
"There is no need. I will go to him. Meanwhile get ready to go with me, and communicate with von Krugen to keep the duke where he is until he hears from me."
Then I hurried to the room where Baron Heckscher was waiting.
"I deemed it best to come to you myself," he said on my entrance. "I have been delayed, because I wished to be able to a.s.sure you that others are with us in what we propose. Further, there is very important news."
"Stay, if you please," I interposed, "before you tell me any more of your news. Understand, I am not, and will not, be a party to any of your schemes. I have no wish to be in any degree in your confidence."
I guessed that the purport of his news was that some sort of interference from Berlin was threatened, and I had the strongest reasons for keeping clear of any complications whatever in that direction.
"I don"t think I quite understand you," he said sharply.
"I mean that up to this point you have been working against the Countess Minna and myself and I against you. So far I have outwitted you, and you are taking the present step of freeing the countess because you can"t help yourself, not in any spirit of co-operation with me, but under pressure from me, and because, if you don"t do it, you know that your whole plan will be spoiled. We are still opponents, and I decline to be a.s.sociated with you and your colleagues, and I retain complete freedom of action and entire liberty to explain exactly the circ.u.mstances under which this new development has taken place."