Herr von Granow was so urgent, and evinced so much anxiety, that I did
as he entreated me; but after we had gone a short distance I could not
refrain from stopping and looking round as I heard a low whistle behind
me. The man was going across the heath with long strides, another rose
from the same spot and followed him, then another and another, until I
had counted eight. They had all great packs upon their backs, but went,
notwithstanding, at a rapid pace, keeping accurate distance. In a few
minutes their dark figures had vanished, as if the black moor over
which they were striding had swallowed them up.
Herr von Granow drew a deep breath. "Do you see?" said he, "I was
right. Infernal rascals that run like rats over places where any honest
Christian would sink. I'll wager they were some of Zehren's men."
"How do you mean?" I asked.
"Oh, well," he went on, "we all dabble in it a little about here, or at
least make our profit of it. In the short time that I have been here, I
have found out that there is no help for it, and that the rascals would
burn the house over your head if you did not look through your fingers
and stand by them in every way. Only the day before yesterday, as I was
standing by my garden-wall, a fellow comes running across the lawn and
says that I must hide him, the patrol is after him. I give you my word
I made him creep into the oven, as there was no other hiding-place
handy, and with my own hands heaped a pile of straw before the door;
and when the patrol came up, five minutes later, said I had seen the
fellow making for the wood. Upon my honor I was ashamed of myself; but
what is one to do? And so I would not say anything against the old man,
if he only would not carry things to such extremes. But he drives it
too far, I tell you, he drives it too far; it must take a bad turn;
there is but one opinion about that."
"But," said I, taking the greatest pains to speak as calmly as
possible, "I have been already about three weeks here, and I give you
my honor" (this phrase I had lately caught) "that as yet I have not
seen the slightest thing to confirm the evil repute in which, as I hear
to my great uneasiness, Herr von Zehren stands, even with his friends.
Yes, I will admit that when I first came here, some such fancies came
into my head, I cannot tell how, but I have long driven so disgraceful
a suspicion from my mind."
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