Imaginary wars and battles -- Fiction; Science fiction; War stories
But the Hindu could not tell him anything more, as he had not dared
approach Edith. He was only concerned with the endeavour to find his
master. He had learnt that Heideck had been carried off by Cossacks and
indefatigably pursued his investigations until at last, with the inborn
acumen peculiar to his race, he had found out everything. That he, from
this time forth, would share the lot of his adored sahib appeared to him
a matter of course. And Heideck had not the heart, in this hour of their
meeting again, to destroy his illusion.
After the lapse of half an hour Prince Tchajawadse returned. His joyous
countenance showed that he was the bearer of good news.
“All is settled. My word was bond enough for the General, and he
considered an inquiry in Berlin quite superfluous.”
“In truth, you Russians do everything on a grand scale,” exclaimed
Heideck. “A great Empire, a great army, a wide, far-seeing policy, and a
great comprehension for all things.”
“I also talked to the General touching my suggestion to include you in
the ranks of our army, and he is completely of one mind with me in the
matter. He also considers the difficulties of a journey to Germany under
the present conditions to be almost unsurmountable. He makes you the
offer to enter his staff with the rank of captain. Under the most
favourable conditions you would only be able to reach Berlin after the
war is over.”
“I do not believe that this war will be so soon at an end. Only reflect,
half the globe is in flames.”
“All the same, you ought not to reject his offer. We could, to ease your
mind, make inquiries on your behalf in Berlin. The field telegraph
is open as far as Peshawar, and there is consequently connexion with
Moscow, St. Petersburg, and Berlin.”
“I accept without further consideration. I should be happy, if
permission were granted, to fight in your ranks.”
“There is no doubt of that whatever. I will at once procure you our
white summer uniform and that of a captain of dragoons; and this sword,
comrade, I hope you will accept from me as a small gift of friendship.”
“I thank you from my heart, Colonel.”
“I salute you as one of ours. I might even be in a position to give you
at once an order to carry out.”
“But not without permission from Berlin, Prince?”
“Well, then, we will wait for it; but it would be a great pity if,
contrary to our expectation, it were to be delayed. The commission that
I was on the point of procuring for you would certainly have greatly
interested you.”
“And may I ask--”
“The General has the intention to send a detachment to Simla.”
“To Simla, the summer residence of the Viceroy?”
“Yes.”
“But this mountain town is at the present moment not within the sphere
of hostilities; the Viceroy remains in Calcutta.”
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