The Red Axe

  CHAPTER XXXI

  I FIND A SECOND

  I meant to go directly to the Prince in his chamber and tell him thatfrom this time forth Helene and I had resolved to battle out our livestogether. But it chanced that I passed through the higher terrace on myway to the lower--a bosky place of woods, where the Prince loved tolinger in of a summer afternoon, drowsing there to the singing of birdsand the falling of waters. For our Karl had tastes quite beyond sourblack Casimir, with his church-yard glooms and raw-bone terrors.

  On the upper terrace I found Von Reuss, lolling against the parapet withother blue flittermice, his peers--he himself no flittermouse, indeed,but of the true Casimir vampire breed, horrid of tooth, nocturnal,desirous of lusts and blood.

  At sight of him I went straight at mine enemy, as if I had beenleading a charge.

  "Sir," said I, "you are a base rascal. You have insulted the Lady Helene,maid of honor to the Princess, the adopted child of my father. Her wrongsare mine. You will do me the honor of crossing weapons with me!"

  "I have not learned the art of the axe," said he, turning about,listlessly. "You expect too much, Sir Executioner!"

  I wasted no more words upon him, for I had not sought him to barterinsults, but to force him to meet me where I could have my anger out uponhim, and avenge the tears in the eyes of my Little Playmate.

  Von Reuss was drawing a glove of yellow dressed kid through his handas he spoke. This I plucked from his fingers ere he was aware, andstruck him soundly on either cheek with it before flinging it crumpledup in his face.

  "Now will you fight, or must I strike you with my open hand?"

  Then I saw the look of his uncle stand hell-clear in his eyes. But he wasnot frightened, this one, only darkly and unscrupulously vengeful.

  "Foul toad's spawn, now I will have your blood!" he cried, tugging athis sword.

  "We cannot fight here," said I, "within sight of the palace windows. Butto-night at sundown, or to-morrow at dawn, I am at your service."

  "Let it be to-night, on the common at the back of the Hirschgasse--onesecond, and the fighting only between principals."

  Very readily I agreed to that, or anything, and then, with a wave of myhat, I went off, cudgelling my brain whom I should ask to be my second.Jorian, who was now an officer, I should have liked better than anyother. But, being of the people myself, it was necessary that I shouldhave some one of weight and standing to meet the nephew of the Duke ofthe Wolfmark and his friend.

  Moodily pacing down the glade, which led from the second terrace and thepleasaunce, I almost overran the Prince himself. He was seated under atree, a parchment of troubadours' songs lay by him, illuminated (to judgeby the woeful pictures) by no decent monkish or clerkly hand. He had abottle of Rhenish at hand, and looked the same hearty, hard-headed,ironic soldier he ever was, and yet, what is more strange, every inch ofhim a Prince.

  "Whither away, young Sir Amorous," he cried, pretending great indignationat my absent-mindedness, "head among the clouds or intent as ever on thedamosels? Conning madrigals for lovers' lutes, mayhap? And all the whiletaking no more heed of God's honest princes than if they existed only fortrampling under your feet."

  I asked his pardon--but indeed I had not come so nigh him as that.

  "I am to fight in a private quarrel," said I, "and, truth to tell, Isorely want a second, and was pondering whom to ask."

  The Prince sighed.

  "Ah, lad," he said, "once I had wished no better than to stand up atyour side myself. I was not a Prince then though; and again, theselaws--these too strict laws of mine! But what is the matter of yourduel, and with whom?"

  "Well," said I, "I have slapped Count von Reuss's chafts with his ownglove, in the midst of his friends, on the upper terrace."

  'Tis possible I may be mistaken, I suppose, but I did think then, andstill do think, that I saw evident tokens of pleasure on the face ofthe Prince.

  "And the cause--"

  I hesitated, blushing temple-high, I dare say, in spite of the growth ofmy mustaches.

  "A woman, then!" cried the Prince. Then, more low, he added, "Not the--?"

  He would have said the Princess, for he paused, in his turn, with agraver look on his face.

  So I hastened with my explanation.

  "He insulted the young Lady Helene, maid of honor to the Princess, who isto me as a sister, having been brought up with me in one house. Her honoris my honor, both by this tie, and because, as you know, we have longloved each other. Therefore will I fight Count von Reuss to the death,and a good cause enough."

  The Prince whistled--an unprincely habit, but then all millers' ladswhistle at their work. So Prince Karl whistled as he meditated.

  "I see further into this matter than that--if indeed you love this maid.There be other things to be thought upon than vengeance upon Von Reuss!Does the Princess know of this?"

  "Suspect she may," said I; "know she cannot. It was only half an hour agothat I knew myself."

  "Ha," said he, musingly, with his beard in his hand, "it hath gone nofurther than that. Were it not, if possible, better to conceal the causeyet a while that our compact may go on? It were surely easy enough toinvent an excuse for the quarrel."

  "Prince," answered I, earnestly, "this bargain of ours hath gone on overlong already, in that it hath brought a true maid's honor and happinessin question. And a maid also whom I am bound to love. I will ask youthis, have I been a good soldier and servant to you or not?"

  "Aye to that!" quoth the Prince, heartily.

  "Have I ever asked fee or reward for aught I have tried to do?"

  "Nay," he said; "but you have gotten some of both without asking."

  "Will you grant me the first boon I have asked of you since you becamePrince and Master to Hugo Gottfried?"

  "I will grant it, if it be not to separate us as friend and friend," saidmy master at once.

  It was like the noble Prince thus to speak of our relation. I took hishand in mine to kiss it, but this he would not permit.

  "Shake hands like a man," he said, "or else kiss me upon the cheek. Myhand is for young, blue-painted flittermice to kiss, for whose souls'good it is to put their lips to the hand that has shifted the meal-bags."

  And with that Prince Karl embraced me heartily, and kissed me onboth cheeks.

  "Now for this request of yours!" said he, looking expectantly at me.

  "It is this," I answered him directly: "Give me a district to govern, atower to dwell in, and Helene to be my wife."

  "Nay, but these are three things, and you stipulated but for one. Chooseone!" he said.

  "Then give me Helene to wife!" I cried, instantly.

  "Spoken like a lover," said the good Prince. "You shall have her if Ihave the giving of her, which I beg leave to doubt. Something tells methat much water will run under the bridges ere that wedding comes topass. But so far as it concerns me the thing is done. Yet remember, Ihave never been one wisely to marry, nor yet to give in marriage."

  He smiled a dry, humorsome smile--the smile of a shrewd miller castingup his thirlage upon the mill door when he sees the fields of his parishripe to the harvest.

  "I wonder why, with her crystals and her ink-pools, the Princess hath notforeseen this. By the blue robe of Mary, there will be proceedings whenshe does know. I think I shall straightway go a-hunting in the mountainswith my friend the Margrave!"

  He considered a moment longer, and took a deep draught of Rhenish.

  "Then the matter of a second," continued the Prince; "he is to fight,of course?"

  "No," said I; "principals only."

  "I wonder," said the Prince, meditatively, "if there be anything in that.It is not our Plassenburg custom between two young men, well surroundedwith brisk lads. Three seconds, and three to meet them point to point,was more our ancient way."

  "It was specially arranged at the request of the Count you Reuss," Itold the Prince.

  "If there is to be no fighting of seconds, what do you say to oldDessauer? He was a pret
ty blade in my time, and has all the etiquette andchivalry of the business at his finger-ends. Also he likes you."

  "At any rate, he is ever railing upon me with that sharp tongue ofhis!" said I.

  "But did you ever hear him rail upon any of these young men that leanon rails and roll their eyes under ladies' windows?" said the Prince."Old Leopold Dessauer is even now no weakling. I warrant he could drawa good sword yet upon occasion. Anything more lovely than his riposte Inever saw."

  The Prince got upon his feet with the difficulty of a man naturally heavyof body, who takes all his exercise upon horseback.

  "Page!" he cried. "My compliments to High State's CouncillorDessauer, and ask him to come to me here. You will find him, I think,in the library."

  So to the palace sped the boy; and presently, walking stiffly, but withgreat dignity, came the old man down to us.

  "How about the ancestors, the noble men my predecessors?" cried thePrince, when he saw him; "have you found aught to link the miller ofChemnitz with the Princes of Plassenburg?"

  The Councillor smiled, and shook his head gravely.

  "Nothing beyond that bit of metal which hangs by your side, Prince Karl,"said Dessauer, pointing to his Highness's sword.

  The Prince looked down at the strong, unadorned hilt thoughtfullyand sighed.

  "I would I had another to transmit this sword to, as well as the power towield it, when I take my place as usurper in the histories of the Princesof Plassenburg."

  "I trust your Highness may long be spared to us," replied Dessauer,gravely; "but, Prince Karl, in default of an heir to your body (of whichthere is yet no reason to despair), wherefore may not your Highnessdevise the realm back to the ancient line?"

  "The line of Dietrich is extinct," said the Prince, booking up sharply.

  "So says Duke Casimir, hoping to succeed to your shoes, when he couldnot to your helmet and your sword. But I have my suspicions and mybeliefs. There is more in the parchments of yonder library than has yetseen the light."

  Suddenly the Prince recollected me, standing patiently by.

  "But we waste time, Dessauer; we can speak of ancestors and successorsanon. I and Hugo Gottfried want you to take up your ancient role. Do youmind how you snicked Axelstein, and clipped Duke Casimir of his littlefinger at the back of the barn, when we were all lads at the Kaiser'sfirst diet at Augsburg?"

  Old Dessauer smiled, well pleased enough at the excellence of thePrince's memory.

  "I have seen worse cuts," he said; "Casimir has never rightly liked mesince. And had the Black Riders caught me, over to his dogs I should havegone without so much as a belt upon me. He would have kept them withoutfood for a week on purpose to make a clean job of my poor scarecrowpickings."

  "And now this young spark," said the Prince, "for the sake of a lady'seyes, desires to do your Augsburg deed over again with Duke Casimir'snephew. So we must give him a man with quarterings on his shield to goalong with him."

  "I am too old and stiff," said Dessauer, shaking his head mournfully, yetwith obvious desire in the itching fingers of his sword-hand; "let himseek out one of the brisk young kerls that are drumming at theblade-play all the time down there in the square by the guard-rooms."

  "Nay, it is to be principals only; there is to be no fighting of seconds.The Count has specially desired that there shall be none," said thePrince; "therefore, go with the lad, Dessauer."

  "No fighting of seconds!" cried the Councillor, in astonishment, holdingup his hands. And I think the old swordsman seemed a little disappointed."Well, I will go and see the lad well through, and warrant that he getsfair-play among these wolves of the Mark."

  "Faith, when it comes to that, he is as rough-pelted a wolf of the Markas any of them!" laughed the Prince.