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she looked up at him, โ€œdo not go this time.โ€

From the courtyard without came the sound of horsesโ€™ hoofs clashing against the stone pavement, and those in the hall stood watching and wondering at this strange delay of the Lord Baron. Just then the door opened and one came pushing past the rest; it was the one-eyed Hans. He came straight to where the Baron sat, and, leaning over, whispered something into his masterโ€™s ear.

โ€œFor my sake,โ€ implored the Baroness again; but the scale was turned. The Baron pushed back his chair heavily and rose to his feet. โ€œForward!โ€ he roared, in a voice of thunder, and a great shout went up in answer as he strode clanking down the hall and out of the open door.

The Baroness covered her face with her hands and wept.

โ€œNever mind, little bird,โ€ said old Ursela, the nurse, soothingly; โ€œhe will come back to thee again as he has come back to thee before.โ€

But the poor young Baroness continued weeping with her face buried in her hands, because he had not done that thing she had asked.

A white young face framed in yellow hair looked out into the courtyard from a window above; but if Baron Conrad of Drachenhausen saw it from beneath the bars of his shining helmet, he made no sign.

โ€œForward,โ€ he cried again.

Down thundered the drawbridge, and away they rode with clashing hoofs and ringing armor through the gray shroud of drilling rain.

The day had passed and the evening had come, and the Baroness and her women sat beside a roaring fire. All were chattering and talking and laughing but twoโ€”the fair young Baroness and old Ursela; the one sat listening, listening, listening, the other sat with her chin resting in the palm of her hand, silently watching her young mistress. The night was falling gray and chill, when suddenly the clear notes of a bugle rang from without the castle walls. The young Baroness started, and the rosy light flashed up into her pale cheeks.

โ€œYes, good,โ€ said old Ursela; โ€œthe red fox has come back to his den again, and I warrant he brings a fat town goose in his mouth; now weโ€™ll have fine clothes to wear, and thou another gold chain to hang about thy pretty neck.โ€

The young Baroness laughed merrily at the old womanโ€™s speech. โ€œThis time,โ€ said she, โ€œI will choose a string of pearls like that one my aunt used to wear, and which I had about my neck when Conrad first saw me.โ€

Minute after minute passed; the Baroness sat nervously playing with a bracelet of golden beads about her wrist. โ€œHow long he stays,โ€ said she.

โ€œYes,โ€ said Ursela; โ€œbut it is not cousin wish that holds him by the coat.โ€

As she spoke, a door banged in the passageway without, and the ring of iron footsteps sounded upon the stone floor. Clank! Clank! Clank!

The Baroness rose to her feet, her face all alight. The door opened; then the flush of joy faded away and the face grew white, white, white. One hand clutched the back of the bench whereon she had been sitting, the other hand pressed tightly against her side.

It was Hans the one-eyed who stood in the doorway, and black trouble sat on his brow; all were looking at him waiting.

โ€œConrad,โ€ whispered the Baroness, at last. โ€œWhere is Conrad? Where is your master?โ€ and even her lips were white as she spoke.

The one-eyed Hans said nothing.

Just then came the noise of men s voices in the corridor and the shuffle and scuffle of feet carrying a heavy load. Nearer and nearer they came, and one-eyed Hans stood aside. Six men came struggling through the doorway, carrying a litter, and on the litter lay the great Baron Conrad. The flaming torch thrust into the iron bracket against the wall flashed up with the draught of air from the open door, and the light fell upon the white face and the closed eyes, and showed upon his body armor a great red stain that was not the stain of rust.

Suddenly Ursela cried out in a sharp, shrill voice, โ€œCatch her, she falls!โ€

It was the Baroness.

Then the old crone turned fiercely upon the one-eyed Hans. โ€œThou fool!โ€ she cried, โ€œwhy didst thou bring him here? Thou hast killed thy lady!โ€

โ€œI did not know,โ€ said the one-eyed Hans, stupidly.





III. How the Baron came Home Shorn.

But Baron Conrad was not dead. For days he lay upon his hard bed, now muttering incoherent words beneath his red beard, now raving fiercely with the fever of his wound. But one day he woke again to the things about him.

He turned his head first to the one side and then to the other; there sat Schwartz Carl and the one-eyed Hans. Two or three other retainers stood by a great window that looked out into the courtyard beneath, jesting and laughing together in low tones, and one lay upon the heavy oaken bench that stood along by the wall snoring in his sleep.

โ€œWhere is your lady?โ€ said the Baron, presently; โ€œand why is she not with me at this time?โ€

The man that lay upon the bench started up at the sound of his voice, and those at the window came hurrying to his bedside. But Schwartz Carl and the one-eyed Hans looked at one another, and neither of them spoke. The Baron saw the look and in it read a certain meaning that brought him to his elbow, though only to sink back upon his pillow again with a groan.

โ€œWhy do you not answer me?โ€ said he at last, in a hollow voice; then to the one-eyed Hans, โ€œHast no tongue, fool, that thou standest gaping there like a fish? Answer me, where is thy mistress?โ€

โ€œIโ€”I do not know,โ€ stammered poor Hans.

For a while the Baron lay silently looking from one face to the other, then he spoke again. โ€œHow long have I been lying here?โ€ said he.

โ€œA sennight, my lord,โ€ said Master Rudolph, the steward, who had come into the room and who now stood among the others at the bedside.

โ€œA sennight,โ€ repeated the Baron, in a low voice, and then to Master Rudolph, โ€œAnd has the Baroness been often beside me in that time?โ€ Master Rudolph hesitated. โ€œAnswer me,โ€ said the Baron, harshly.

โ€œNotโ€”not often,โ€ said Master Rudolph, hesitatingly.

The Baron lay silent for a long time. At last he passed his hands over his face and held them there for a minute, then of a sudden, before anyone knew what he was about to do, he rose upon his elbow and then sat upright upon the bed. The green wound broke out afresh and a dark red spot grew and spread upon the linen wrappings; his face was drawn and haggard with the pain of his moving,

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