To entrust to this simple, scarcely more than half-witted youth the
part which Christian should have taken in our plan would have been
folly; but as he was an honest fellow, we could trust him to take care
of the old man and keep guard over the house. I ordered him to go the
rounds from time to time with the dog, whom I unchained, and under no
pretext whatever to let in the old hag whom I had driven off the place,
and from whom I expected mischief. Fritz promised to observe my orders
faithfully. Then I hastily caught down Herr von Zehren's pistols, which
were hanging, loaded, against the wall.
When I came out into the court again, I saw Hans just galloping out of
the gate. A wild jealousy seized me. Why could I not be at his side?
The composure, the indifference, which I had just exhibited--all was
mere sham; I had but a single desire, to revenge myself on him and on
her; but I must leave it to Hans; he had loved her for six years!
Thus I raged in spirit as I hastened at a rapid rate through the fields
and meadows, and finally across the heath to Zanowitz. Strive as I
might to fix my thoughts upon the immediate exigency, they perpetually
reverted to what had just taken place. A weight as of a mountain lay
upon my heart. I remember more than once I stood still and shrieked
aloud to the gray, cloudy sky. When I reached the dunes, however, the
necessity of devising some definite plan of operations brought me back
to my senses.
The weather had somewhat cleared up in the meantime, and the wind had
hauled; the rain had ceased, and the fog had lifted; there was more
light than an hour before, although the sun had set by this time.
Looking down from the height of the dunes upon Zanowitz I saw the dark
sea, where the waves were still tumbling, though not so heavily as in
the morning, cutting with a sharp horizontal line against the bright
sky. I could still distinguish, though with difficulty, the larger
vessel in the roadstead, but could clearly make out the row of boats
drawn up to the beach, as well as a little yawl that came rowing
towards a group of men assembled on the strand. If these were the last
of Pinnow's party I had not a minute to spare.
It was also possible that this group of dark figures might be
functionaries of the custom-house; but I was satisfied that the
probability of this being the case, was but small. Zanowitz was crowded
with smugglers, and Pinnow could hardly venture upon open treachery.
Not that any attempt would have been made to resist by violence an
expedition of the officials conducted by him; but from the moment in
which he appeared in that capacity, he would be marked out for
vengeance, and his life would not be worth an hour's purchase. However
the treachery might have been concocted, the traitors had assuredly
taken care to conceal their own share in it from all other eyes.
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