"And they would seize us in the rear. Are these fellows not hiding in
all the woods, have they not spies everywhere among the inhabitants?
Our march, which would be immediately betrayed, would be the signal for
them to follow us, and we, shut up between two fires, could go neither
forward nor backward. Impossible! We will not leave our posts, but we
must be doubly on our guard, tonight. Who knows how far the plans and
the connections of these bands may extend? Perhaps they design to make
a second attack here, and upon us."
This reasoning was so convincing, that none sought to oppose it. All
were silent.
"But yet we cannot calmly look on and see our men march unsuspecting to
certain destruction," interposed Doctor Behrend.
"No!" said the major decidedly. "The messenger must go. And even were
the mountains tenfold more impassable, some possible way must be
found."
At this moment, Walter Fernow, the only officer who had hitherto taken
no part in the discussion, stepped forward, and said:
"Herr Major, I know a way out of this difficulty."
"And what is it, Lieutenant Fernow?"
"We have often enough reconnoitred the mountains. I know them
perfectly. You are aware that a week ago I, with five men, undertook a
_reconnoissance_ around L. which at that time was occupied by the
enemy. We ventured too far, we were pursued by some twenty, attacked
and at last dispersed."
"Yes.--Well?"
"After a few shots, with Corporal Braun, who already had a ball in his
arm, I threw myself into a side defile where they lost trace of us. The
others escaped in another direction. As we pressed on, we found a
narrow path half concealed in a thicket; this we took, as it seemed to
lead in the direction of S. It rose gradually to the summit of the
mountain, and then ran, for the most part hidden in the forest, along
the crest, and at last sank precipitously, to the entrance of that
narrow, impassable defile, which lies a quarter of an hour's distance
from here to the right of the valley. We had for some minutes wound
through dense shrubbery, and then we stood suddenly upon that
projecting rocky plateau of the mountain-road, where stands a large,
solitary fir-tree. From there we reach L. in a short time."
Fernow said all this lucidly and calmly. His manner had nothing of the
perturbation of a man who, scarce ten minutes before, had come from an
interview which had blighted his whole future. He spoke more gravely
and deliberately than usual, and a gloomy calm lay upon his features;
the calmness of one who has made a fixed decision. This was no time to
lament over a lost love, a lost happiness; he had found a remedy, the
speediest, most infallible of all.
The officers had listened in intense excitement; but the major's brow
remained clouded.
"And do you believe that the French fusileers, who are at home in this
region, do not know the way just as well, even better than you?" he
asked.
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