He had come to Sagan "by almost the rapidest marches ever heard of,"-- or ever till some others of Henri's own, which he made in that neighborhood soon.

Punctual, he, to his day; as are Eugen of Wurtemberg's people, and all Detachments and Divisions: Friedrich himself arrives at Sagan that same 29th, "about midnight,"-- and finds plenty of work waiting: no sleep these two nights past; and none coming just yet! A most swift rendezvous.

The speed of everybody has been, and needs still to be, intense.
This rendezvous at Sagan--intersection of Henri and Friedrich, bound different roads (the Brothers, I think, did not personally meet, Henri having driven off for Schmottseifen by a shorter road)--was SUNDAY, JULY 29th.

Following which, are six days of such a hunt for those Austrian reynards as seldom or never was! Most vehement, breathless, baffling hunt; half of it spent in painfully beating cover, in mere finding and losing.

Not rightly successful, after all.