Life in a German Crack RegimentBaudissin, Wolf Ernst Hugo Emil, Graf von
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Life in a German Crack Regiment
Baudissin, Wolf Ernst Hugo Emil, Graf von
Germany. Heer -- Military life -- Fiction; Soldiers -- Fiction
For a fortnight George endured this treatment, then he went to the
adjutant of the regiment, the only one who during the whole time had
treated him as a friend and a comrade.
"I knew that you would come to me," said the count. "I have done all
in my power to remove the ill-feeling which exists against you among
the officers. I have spoken on your behalf, and have warned them not
to drive you to extremes, but, unfortunately, without success. There
is no need to tell you that most of them blame you for your behaviour
in the Willberg affair; they knew that he asked you for money, and
they blame you for not having given it him. They think that if you
had done so, Willberg would not have taken his life. Whether your
money would really have saved him--his gambling debts were paid it
must be remembered--or whether there were other things that forced
him to take his life, only Willberg himself could say, and his mouth
is closed for ever. I have endeavoured to make this clear to the
officers, but in this likewise I have been unsuccessful. Besides,
they appear to have all sorts of other things against you."
George sat opposite the adjutant pale as death. "So that's it. I
always thought so, but I did not expect quite such heavy charges.
What can I do?"
"I have already spoken to the colonel. The best thing would be for
you to demand an official inquiry before the Court of Honour for
yourself, but there is--I was almost going to say 'alas!'--not the
slightest ground for this. Perhaps the feeling against you would
alter if you could inform the colonel and myself what you heard at
the last moment about Willberg, what prevented you from helping him,
and what ground you had for bringing such heavy charges against him.
Cannot you tell me? If you like I will preserve absolute silence,
though of course it would be best if everyone knew about it."
"I had permission to inform you of what I learnt on that day whenever
I considered it absolutely necessary. I believe that now, for my own
sake, I ought no longer to remain silent." And then he related what
Olga had confided to him.
The adjutant listened with great attention, and when George had
finished he sat silent for a long time.
"May I ask your opinion on the matter, sir?"
The count continued silent, then he jumped up suddenly. "Ach, how
beastly!" He shook his head with disgust, and once more repeated "How
beastly!"
George had been conscious from the beginning of having acted rightly,
but now he breathed more freely and said, "Then you can understand
why I did not give him the money?"
The count turned to him quickly. "Understand? Why, it was a matter of
course that yon----" he tried to find a name for Willberg--"what I
mean is, you could not, of course, help him under the circumstances,
and everyone will be of the same opinion. I sympathise with you and
the young lady; it would be extremely painful for you if the story
were known, but there would be no need to give any name."
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