"May it please your Excellency, he is authorised by the Emperor himself." "And he is likewise my prisoner, don't forget that!" "Pardon me, he is under our special protection, with an imperial safe-conduct and is here for the fulfilment of a perfectly lawful purpose." "And I have already ordered that he shall be surrendered to the custody of the Pesth magistracy." "Then I must emphatically protest in the Kaiser's name. Here is his authorisation." "Then I recommend you to keep it," returned his Excellency drily. "The Kaiser commands in Vienna, but it is my turn here." And with that the governor got up and rang the bell. It was answered by a secretary. "Go to the Assembly House and tell them to send an escort of police to arrest the runaway prisoner Ráby," was the peremptory order. The Vienna police-agents both exclaimed loudly at this defiance of their prerogative: "We protest, we protest!" they cried angrily. "This is sheer rebellion." "Protest if you dare," retorted his Excellency. "I'll have you both placed in irons if you don't make off, and you will have time enough to remember Hungarian justice for the rest of your lives." And the two commissioners, seeing all protest was futile, thought discretion was the better part of valour, and hastened away as fast as they could, till they reached the shelter of the Austrian eagle. There a council of war was held by the indignant officials and Ráby. But they had not much time for discussion, for not long after, the provost of the Pesth prison arrived with an armed guard to arrest Ráby. His Austrian protectors insisted on accompanying their charge, whose forcible removal they strongly resented, though their protests were unavailing. The Vienna officers naturally thought they would cross from Buda to Pesth by the bridge; what was their dismay, then, to find that the expedition meant to ferry across, and this in spite of the drift-ice which at that season of the year encumbered the Danube and made it dangerous for navigation. "However shall we get across," they asked, as they gazed in consternation at the river, which did not look inviting, it must be owned. "Oh, that's soon done," said the provost airily. "You've only to get into the boat here," and he led the way to the ferry-boat which was fastened close at hand. "Please be good enough to get in," said their conductor. The prisoner was pushed in first, and the two commissioners dutifully prepared to follow him. "However are we going to make our way through the ice?" asked Plötzlich anxiously. "You'll soon see," was the ready answer. The helmsman cut her adrift, and the rowers pushed from the shore; but scarcely had they put off, before a huge ice-floe drove them back again. "Ship your oars," roared the ferry-man, and the rowers dexterously trimmed the boat which had well-nigh capsized under the blow, but for their skill.