Paris! He would go, also, even if they passed on to the remote ends of the world.
The train stood waiting in the gloomy Bahnhof.

The guards patrolled the platform.

Presently three men came out of the station door.

Two were officers; the third, Colonel von Wallenstein, was in civilian dress.

He was sullen and depressed.
Said one of the officers: "And it is the express command of General Ducwitz that you will return here under the pain of death.