She stood in the shelter of the rocks, for she knew now in which way
her duty to Cyril lay, and waited until the aëroplane was but a speck
against the sky, when she turned with a sigh which was almost a gasp of
weariness and walked slowly toward her horse. The ride before her was
long, but by good riding she might still reach Kilmorack House before
Lady Betty’s guests were up. Otherwise her reputation was gone. She
knew that, for she could make no explanation of any kind. On that she
was----
Quick footsteps behind her--her arms caught from behind--a glimpse of
a strange face and then something white over her head--a pungent odor
and--unconsciousness.
CHAPTER XI
VON STROMBERG
In the Taunus range north of the Schwartzwald, lies the village of
Windenberg, on the slopes of the well-wooded hills that lead by slow
stages to higher elevations of the Grosser Feldberg. In the valleys are
vineyards, orchards, chestnut and almond-groves and in times of peace,
the people are contented, well-to-do and industrious. The schloss of
the Counts von Winden stands upon an eminence and looks down upon a
rolling country of velvety woods extending for miles along the slope of
the range. In this region of firs and beech trees one might walk for
miles off the roads without coming upon a sign of human habitation, or
indeed without passing the boundaries of the von Winden estate.
But three miles from Winden Schloss well hidden among the hills was a
spot of cleared land containing perhaps two hundred acres which had
been once used by the von Winden family as a farm, but had been taken
since the beginning of the war by the State for purposes of its own.
A good road led to Windenberg five miles away through the forest, but
much secrecy attached to Blaufelden, as the place was called. Men of
the Imperial Forest Service kept guard upon all the roads, and no one
but those having official permission were allowed to come within two
miles of the place.
A visit would have soon explained the reasons for this extraordinary
care on the part of the men in uniform, for not far from the house and
stables, unobtrusive buildings of brick and stone, were aviation sheds,
a well-supplied garage and storage houses, which indicated at almost
any hour of the day or night a military activity.
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