Notwithstanding all the comments made--especially those by his own countrymen in their unreasoning prejudice against every one and everything connected with the late empire, from its unfortunate and much-maligned head downwards--in the matter of this capitulation, and on Marshal Bazaine"s conduct, it is absolutely certain that he held out as long as it was possible to do so. Indeed, it is a surprising fact that his provisions lasted such a length of time; and it would be a cause for sorrow to believe that the brave defender of Metz was in any way stained by the crime of "treachery" as his act was stigmatised by the demagogues of Paris. Those who a.s.sert that a clever commander ought somehow or other to have made his escape from the place, do not take into consideration the strength of the investing force, which comprised the united armies of Prince Frederick Charles and Steinmetz--more than two hundred and fifty thousand men, in addition to their reserves, all capable of being concentrated at any given point where an attack was antic.i.p.ated, and protected, besides, by entrenched lines of great strength. Nor do these bia.s.sed critics consider the ruin that must have fallen on Bazaine"s army, even if it had succeeded in cutting its way through the ranks of the besiegers, as the general tried gallantly, but unsuccessfully, to do on more than one occasion, besides making numerous sorties. It is apparent to most unprejudiced minds now, at this distance of time from the momentous epoch of the struggle between the two nations, that the Marshal, in his situation, accomplished all that could have been expected in detaining for such a length of time a huge German army nearly on the frontier, thus giving the invaded country breathing time to collect its resources for just so long a period. The fact is, that when an army like that of Bazaine"s is severed from its communications and supplies, its surrender can only be a question of time; and, therefore, unparalleled as is the capitulation of Metz in modern history, the unprecedented catastrophe--can be fully accounted for on military grounds.
"I"m sorry I missed the sight," said Fritz presently, after thinking over the news. "It would have been some fair return for all that bitter night work I had in the trenches before I was wounded. Still, I"m glad it"s all ended now, for my corps will be able to march onward on Paris like the rest."
"That will not benefit you much, my poor friend," remarked Madaleine sympathisingly. "I"m afraid it will be some time before you will be strong enough to move from this room, although you"re improving each day."
"Oh, will it?" said Fritz triumphantly; "that"s all you know about it, young lady! Why, Doctor Carl said this morning that he thought I would be able to report myself fit for duty in another week."
"I suppose you"ll rejoice to get back to your friends and comrades in the regiment? You must find it miserable and dull enough in this place!"
"No, not quite that. I"ve been very happy and comfortable here the last few days; and I shall never forget all your kindness and care of me--no, never!"
"Don"t speak of that, pray; it"s only what any one else would have done in my place. Besides," she added demurely, "you know that in attending to you as a wounded soldier, I have only been carrying out the orders of the baroness, my employer."
"Hang the fussy old thing!" said Fritz impatiently trying to shrug his shoulders. He had had the honour of one interview with Madaleine"s distinguished patroness, and did not crave for another; for, she had a good deal of that old-fashioned, starched formality which the German n.o.bility affect, mixed up with a fidgety, condescending, patronising manner which much annoyed the generous-minded young fellow. He burned with indignation all the time the visit of the old lady to him had lasted, for she ordered Madaleine to do this and corrected her for doing that, in, as he thought, the rudest manner possible. Her exquisitely dignified patronage of himself, as a species of inferior animal, who, being in pain and distress, she was bound in common charity to take some notice of, caused him no umbrage whatever; but it annoyed him to see a gentle, ladylike girl like Madaleine subjected to the whims and caprices of an old woman, who, in spite of her high birth, was naturally vulgar and inconsiderate. "Hang the fussy old thing!" he repeated, with considerable heat. "I wish you had nothing to do with her. I"m sure she would drive me mad in a day if I were constantly a.s.sociated with her!"
"Ah, dear friend, beggars mustn"t be choosers," said Madaleine sadly.
"You forget my position, in your kind zeal on my behalf! A poor orphan girl such as I, left friendless and penniless, ought to be glad to be under the protection of so grand a lady as the Baroness Stolzenkop. She is kind to me, too, in her way."
"But, what a way!" interposed Fritz angrily. "I wouldn"t speak to a dog in that fashion."
"You are different."
"I should hope so, indeed!"
"Besides, Herr Fritz, remember, that if it hadn"t been for this old lady, of whom you speak in such disrespectful terms, I should never have come here to Mezieres and been able to nurse you."
"I forgot for the moment, Fraulein. My blessing on the old catamaran for the fancy that seized her, so auspiciously, to go touring on the trail of the war and thus to bring you here. I don"t believe I would have lived, if it had not been for your care and kindness!"
"Meinherr, you exaggerate. It is to your own good const.i.tution and to Providence that your thanks are due; I have only been a simple means towards that happy end."
"Well, I shall always attribute my recovery to you, at all events; and so will my good mother, who I hope will some day be able to thank you in person for all that you"ve done for me and her."
"I should like to see her," said Madaleine; "she must be a kind, good lady, from her letters to you."
"And the fondest mother in the world!" exclaimed Fritz with enthusiasm.
"But, you will see her--some day," he added after a pause. "I vow that you shall."
"I don"t know how that will be," said Madaleine, half laughing in a constrained fashion, as if wishing to conceal her real feelings. "In a week or two you will be off to the wars again and forget me--like a true soldier!"
"Stay," interposed Fritz, interrupting her. "You have no right to say that! Do you think me so ungrateful? You must have a very bad opinion of me! I--"
"Never mind explanations now," interrupted the girl in her turn, speaking hurriedly in a nervous way, although trying to laugh the matter off as a joke. "If the doctor says you can soon report yourself as fit for duty, of course you"ll have to rejoin your regiment."
"Ah, I wonder where that is now?" said Fritz musingly. "Since our camp round Metz is broken up, the army will naturally march on farther into the interior. No matter, there"s no good my worrying myself about it.
They"ll soon let me know where I"ve got to go to join them; for, the powers that be do not allow any shirking of duty in the ranks, from the highest to the lowest!"
"I saw that here," remarked Madaleine. "The baroness wanted to get her son to return home with her; but she was told that, if he were allowed to go he could never come back to the army, as his reputation for courage would be settled for ever."
"Yes, that would be the case, true enough. Hev would be thought to have shown the white feather! But, about your movements, Fraulein Madaleine--the baroness is not going to remain here long, is she?"
"No; she spoke this morning about going away. She said that, as the siege of Metz was raised, and the greater portion of the wounded men would be removed to Germany, along with the prisoners of war, she thought she would go back home--to Darmstadt, that is."
"And there you will stop, I suppose?" asked Fritz.
"Until she has a whim to go somewhere else!" replied Madaleine.
"May I write to you there?"
"I will be glad to hear of your welfare," answered she discreetly, a slight colour mantling to her cheeks. "Of course, you have been my patient; and, like a good nurse, I should like to know that you were getting on well, without any relapse."
"I will write to you, then," said Fritz in those firm, ringing tones of his that clearly intimated he had made a promise which he intended to keep. "And you, I hope, will answer my letters?"
"When I can," replied the girl; "that is, you know, if the Baroness Stolzenkop does not object."
"Bother the Baroness Stolzenkop!" said he energetically, and he stretched out his hand to her with a smile. "Promise to write to me,"
he repeated.
Madaleine did not say anything; but she returned his smile, and he could feel a slight pressure of her fingers on his, so with this he was perfectly contented for the while.
"Ah, when the war is over!" he exclaimed presently, after a moment"s silence between the two, which expressed more than words would have done perhaps. "Ah, when the war is over!"
"Eh, what?" said the doctor, coming in unexpectedly at that instant and catching the last words.
"I--I--said," explained Fritz rather confusedly, "that when the war was over, I"d be glad to get home again to my mother and those dear to me;"
and he looked at Madaleine as he spoke meaningly.
"Eh, what?" repeated the doctor. "But, the war isn"t over yet, my worthy young lieutenant, and I hope we"ll patch you up so as to be able to play a good part in it still for the Fatherland!"
"I hope so, Herr Doctor," answered Fritz. "I"ve no desire yet to be laid on the shelf while laurels and promotion are to be won."
"Just so, that is good; and how do you feel this afternoon, eh?"
"Much better."
"Ah yes, so I see! You will go on improving, if you take plenty of food. I bet that in a week"s time I shall be able to turn you out of these nice quarters here."
So saying, the surgeon bustled out of the room, with a kind nod to his patient and a bow to Madaleine, who was shortly afterwards summoned by a servant to the baroness--the footman telling her that her ladyship requested her presence at once.
She returned later on, but it was only for a very brief interval, to say good-bye. The Princess of Alten-Schlossen, she said, was about to leave Mezieres immediately for Germany, and the baroness could not think of staying behind, even for the charitable consideration of nursing any more wounded, if the exalted lady, whose actions traced the pattern for her own conduct, thought fit to go away! Madaleine, therefore, had orders to pack up all the old dowager"s numerous belongings, being also given permission to make any arrangements she pleased for the poor fellows who remained in the villa, in order to have them handed over to the regular authorities, now that this amateur ambulance of the baroness was going to abandon its voluntary labours.
"It"s a shame," said Madaleine indignantly. "It is like putting one"s hand to the plough and then turning back!"
"Never mind, Fraulein, do not fret yourself," interposed Fritz. "The old lady has done some good by starting this hospital here, even if she did it in imitation of the Princess; and, although she may now give it up, it will be carried on all right by others, you see if it won"t! As I am getting well, too, and will have to go, as the doctor says; why, I shall not regret it as I should otherwise have done."
"Oh, you selfish fellow!" said she, smiling. "Now you have been attended to and nursed into convalescence, you do not care what becomes of those who may come after you!"
"Not quite so bad as that," replied Fritz; "only, as I shall be away serving with my regiment, I should prefer to think of you ensconced in the quiet security of the baroness" castle on the Rhine, to being here amidst the excitement of the war and in the very thick of bands of stragglers to and from the front."