The word came gently and with hesitation from the lips that had
resolved never to utter it, but it was spoken, and it dissolved the old
man's icy torpor. Steinrück started, and suddenly buried his face in
his hands.
"Grandfather, look at me!" Michael at last broke forth. "Break this
fearful silence; say at least one word to me."
Obeying as if mechanically, the general dropped his hands and looked up
at the young man. "Michael," he groaned, "you are avenged!"
It was indeed a Nemesis. Upon this very spot the son, tortured by the
disgrace of his father's memory, had declared to his pitiless
grandfather, "Your scutcheon is not so lofty and unimpeachable as the
sun in the heavens; a day may come when it will wear a stain that you
cannot efface, and then you will feel what an implacable judge you have
been." The day had come, and had felled at one stroke the mighty old
oak that had defied so many tempests.
"Courage!" said Michael. "You must not succumb now. Remember what is at
stake. We must devise some plan."
It was the right appeal to make. The thought of the peril that menaced
him roused the general from his dull despair. He arose, at first with
difficulty, but as he stood once more erect he seemed to recover his
self-possession.
"If I could but overtake the scoundrel! With my own hands I would force
him--but there is no time. The hour is fixed for my arrival at
headquarters."
"Then send me," interposed Michael. "Orders from my general in relation
to a secret and important mission will relieve me from all other duty.
Railway travel is obstructed and delayed everywhere by the
transportation of troops; it takes double time to make even a short
journey. My uniform and your orders will place every military train at
my disposal; I shall overtake Raoul this side of the border."
"Then you know which way he has gone?"
"Yes, and I have kept trace of the Clermonts also. I would not, I could
not give utterance to a suspicion founded upon mere possibilities so
long as proof was lacking, and I was upon duty from which I was
relieved only an hour ago, when I hurried to Clermont's lodgings. He
had departed with his sister, and by the South German line, as being
the swiftest. I drove directly to that station, which was thronged with
troops for transportation. The morning train had already left, the
mid-day train was just ready to depart. How far it could go and what
delays it might encounter could not be foreseen. As I was speaking with
an official I saw Raoul on the other side of the platform, alone and
hurrying along beside the carriages, in which he seemed to be searching
for some one. Suddenly the final signal was given, he tore open the
first door at hand, entered the train, and was whirled away. I could
not overtake him, the breadth of the railway-station was between us,
but I hurried to the office to learn for what point the last single
passenger had purchased his ticket, and was told for Strasburg."
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