All was made ready for departure in the Steinrück abode. The general
was to join his corps on this very evening, while the young Count was
to remain behind for a few days. He had on the previous day received
orders to report to the military authorities. His grandfather, in this
instance as always, had carried out his determination in spite of
Raoul's opposition.
For the last few days the general had been so incessantly occupied that
he had scarcely seen his grandson. On the previous evening he had
attended a military council held for the last time before the departure
of the army, and lasting far into the night. He reached home towards
morning, and when, after a couple of hours of sleep, he again entered
his study, all kinds of despatches and messages were awaiting him
there, and through the forenoon one matter after another engaged his
time and attention in addition to the arrangements for departure. It
needed the old Count's iron strength of physical and mental
constitution to meet the requirements of the hour.
It was noon when Captain Rodenberg made his appearance. He had been
here on the previous day upon some military errand to the general, on
which occasion another of his superior officers had been present, and
the interview had been of an entirely formal nature. To-day also
Michael's demeanour was in strict accordance with military rule, but
instead of the message which the general expected to receive by him he
said, "I have no message to deliver to your Excellency to-day, but the
business that brings me here is of such importance that I must beg for
an immediate hearing. Will you allow me to close the door, that we may
not be interrupted?"
Steinrück looked surprised at this strange prelude, and asked, "Is the
affair in question connected with the service?"
"It is."
"Then close the door."
Michael complied, and then returned to his place. There was an
agitation in his air which it evidently needed all his self-command to
control, and which his voice betrayed as he said, "I delivered to your
Excellency yesterday a document that was of the greatest importance. My
orders were strict to give it to no one save yourself, and not to let
it leave my hands except to place it in your Excellency's."
"Certainly, I received it from you. Were you aware of its contents?"
"I was, your Excellency. The paper was in my handwriting, as I acted as
secretary during its composition. It concerns the initiative movements
of the Steinrück corps; of course my orders were strict as to its
delivery."
"And I confirm that delivery; the paper is in my desk."
"Is it really there?"
"To what can this lead?" asked the general, sharply. "I tell you that I
locked it up there with my own hands."
"And I pray your Excellency to convince yourself that it is still where
you placed it. The immense importance of the matter must excuse my
audacity. I willingly incur the reproach of presumption to be assured
of the safety of this document."
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