But she would hear nothing of such talk, choosing rather to praise the little I had done than to blame the great thing in which I had failed.

Dismissed from her presence, I flew open-mouthed to Sapt.

I found him in his room with Bernenstein, and had the satisfaction of learning that my news of Rupert's whereabouts was confirmed by his information.

I was also made acquainted with all that had been done, even as I have already related it, from the first successful trick played on Rischenheim to the moment of his unfortunate escape.

But my face grew long and apprehensive when I heard that Rudolf Rassendyll had gone alone to Strelsau to put his head in that lion's mouth in the Konigstrasse.
"There will be three of them there--Rupert, Rischenheim, and my rascal Bauer," said I.
"As to Rupert, we don't know," Sapt reminded me.