"Just as I said! This man's being an officer is a positive misfortune,"
exclaimed Raoul, angrily. "In any other sphere of life he could be
ignored; now he has already found an opportunity for presenting himself
to the ladies of our family, doubtless with some ulterior motive. Of
course they must not know who he is. How Hertha, in her pride, would
scorn such a cousin! The matter must be kept absolutely secret, cost
what it may. We surely are willing to make any sacrifice if----"
"You seem to forget that you are speaking of _Lieutenant_ Rodenberg,"
the general sharply interrupted him. "One cannot purchase silence of an
officer in our army; the most that can be done is to appeal to his
pride. He must and will understand that there is no honour in a
connection with the son of his father; this is the only way in which he
can be influenced."
Raoul was silent, but his manner showed that he did not share in this
view of the case. Further conversation was impossible, for Lieutenant
Rodenberg was at that moment announced, and the general gave orders
that he should be admitted. "Leave me," he said in an undertone to
Raoul; "I wish to speak with him alone."
Raoul obeyed, but just as he was about to leave the room Rodenberg
entered, and the two young men met in the door-way. Michael bowed
slightly to the stranger, who merely bestowed upon him a half-hostile,
half-contemptuous glance, and was about to pass him without further
notice. The young officer, however, confronted him for a moment,
barring his way without a word, but with an expression in his eyes that
so authoritatively demanded the recognition of his salute that the
Count half involuntarily returned it. He inclined his head and
withdrew. Steinrück observed this scene, which lasted only a few
seconds, and little as he approved of his grandson's discourtesy, he
was almost angry with him for yielding as he did.
Michael now approached, and the keenest observer would never have
suspected the existence of a tie of relationship between the two men.
The subaltern made his report in strict accordance with prescribed
rules, and his superior officer, cool, grave, and attentive, received
it in the usual way. Neither for an instant departed from strict
military rule. But when all that the occasion required had been said
and the young officer awaited his dismissal, the general addressed him:
"I should like to discuss with you a matter of some moment to us both.
When we first met, neither the time nor the place was fitting for such
a discussion; to-day we are undisturbed. May I request your attention?"
"I am at your Excellency's command," was Michael's brief reply.
"Your bearing at that first interview proved to me that you understand
in their entire scope the relations existing between us; how those
relations are regarded by each of us remains to be explained."
"I see no necessity for any explanation on that point," Michael said,
coldly.
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