I'm going to carry him there now." "If they find him ?" "They won't.

How should they?
Josef will put them off." "But--" Sapt stamped his foot.
"We're not playing," he roared.

"My God! don't I know the risk?
If they do find him, he's no worse off than if he isn't crowned today in Strelsau." So speaking, he flung the door open and, stooping, put forth a strength I did not dream he had, and lifted the King in his hands.

And as he did so, the old woman, Johann the keeper's mother, stood in the doorway.
For a moment she stood, then she turned on her heel, without a sign of surprise, and clattered down the passage.
"Has she heard ?" cried Fritz.
"I'll shut her mouth!" said Sapt grimly, and he bore off the King in his arms.
For me, I sat down in an armchair, and as I sat there, half-dazed, Josef clipped and scraped me till my moustache and imperial were things of the past and my face was as bare as the King's.

And when Fritz saw me thus he drew a long breath and exclaimed:-- "By Jove, we shall do it!" It was six o'clock now, and we had no time to lose.