An Imperial Marriage

by Arthur W. Marchmont

  CHAPTER XI

  MY RETURN

  There is no need to dwell on the bitter mortification I endured in thefirst hour or so of my imprisonment, or to repeat my futile railingsagainst the wooden methods and stupidity of the police.

  I grew calmer after a time, and recognized that if I was to get out ofthe police grip before irreparable mischief was done in Berlin, it wouldnot be by abusing the men who had detained me. My only chance would beto persuade them of the fact of my identity.

  The thing that bothered me was the possession of the coat I had takenand papers they had found. What a fool I had been not to feel in thepockets. When it was too late I saw the blunder I had committed in theaccount I had given on the spur of the moment.

  I considered long and earnestly whether I should out with the wholetruth about the abduction. But I could not bring myself to believe thatthey would credit the story now. And if they did not, it would onlyserve to confirm and increase the suspicions already entertained.

  Whether anything was being done to test the truth of what I had said, Icould not ascertain. A man brought me some breakfast, but he would notanswer the questions I put to him; and when I asked to see the chief, Iwas curtly told that I should see him when he wished to see me, and notbefore.

  Some hours passed in this galling suspense. I was eating my heart outin the desire to know what was being done, when two men entered the celland ordered me to strip. They examined the marks on my linen carefully,and fortunately it had my name in full.

  "How is it you are wearing these things?" asked one, looking at me witha very singular expression.

  "Because they are my own, of course."

  He grunted and exchanged looks with his companion. They whisperedtogether and then took the shirt away, telling me to put on the rest ofthe clothes.

  I did not understand the reason for this proceeding, but hoped that themarks would be regarded as confirmation of my identity.

  Presently one of them returned and led me to the office, where the chiefwas examining my shirt and looking very grave and important.

  "Will you now give an account of yourself during last night?" hedemanded in a pistol-at-your-head tone.

  "I can say what I wish to say when I get to Berlin."

  "You had better be careful, and had better explain everything fully.There is a very serious charge against you. We have heard from Berlin."

  I jumped to the conclusion, not unnaturally, that the charge referred tomy actions in regard to Althea, and I recognized its seriousness asfully as did the man questioning me. "I would rather not say anythinguntil I get to Berlin."

  "I'll give you one more chance. We have heard that an Englishman, PaulBastable, is mysteriously missing from Berlin, and you Johann Spackmann,are found here under these suspicious circumstances wearing his clothes.Account for that if you can."

  Instead of accounting for anything I burst out laughing. "You mean thatthe charge against me is that of having murdered myself?"

  "You will find it no laughing matter," he said sternly.

  "My good man, I am Paul Bastable. How the devil could I murder myself?"

  "The papers upon you prove you to be Johann Spackmann."

  An entirely convincing proof to the German official mind, this. "Thenyou'd better behead me as Spackmann for the murder of Bastable," I saidwith a shrug of indifference. "Only for Heaven's sake whatever you aregoing to do, do quickly."

  The affair had turned to a farce although the police did not yet see it.They put their heads together and whispered in solemn conference.

  "Look here," I broke in. "If it will cause you to send me at once toBerlin, I will confess to the murder of Paul Bastable. And when I doget there, you will receive such praise for your zeal and clevernessthat you will remember it all your life."

  "Hold your tongue," cried the chief very angrily.

  "I'll do nothing of the sort," I rapped out in reply. "This farce hasgone too far already and lasted too long. Among the men who know me wellin Berlin is the head of the police"; and I spun off a list of imposingnames. "I demand to be allowed to go there, or to be taken there, atonce; or to send word to my friends to come out and identify me. Yourefuse me if you dare."

  The only immediate result of my protest was an order to take me back tomy cell, but it bore good fruit. A very short time afterwards my shirtwas returned to me; I was ordered to dress; and told that I was to go toBerlin in accordance with instructions which had been telegraphed fromthere.

  They took me as a prisoner, but I did not care a rap for that. All Iwished was to get there. I knew that five minutes' conversation withthe police there would see me at liberty.

  And so it turned out. I was ushered into the office of Herr Feldermann,who was very high up in the police administration; and the instant hiseyes fell on me, he knew me of course, for we had had many a timetogether.

  "This is Mr. Bastable, the Englishman," he said to my conductor. "Youcan return to Wilden and give my congratulations to your superior therefor the zealous discharge of his duty. You may tell him at the sametime," he added with a dry manner, "that although the criminal code iscomprehensive, it does not yet demand the arrest of a man for the murderof himself."

  The man flushed to the roots of his hair, laid down on the table thethings which had been taken from my pockets, saluted, and withdrewwithout a word.

  "And now tell me what it all means, Herr Bastable."

  "Which ears have you on, official or private?"

  "Do you want it kept secret? You've given us a lot of trouble, youknow. We have wired your description all over the country. Let us talkit over privately first." He was one of the few men in the policeadministration who refused to be ruled by red tape, and I knew I couldrely absolutely on his word.

  "For your private ear only," I replied; and then gave him a fairly fullaccount of all that had passed, withholding only von Felsen's name inconnexion with the affair.

  "I know that man they call the "doctor," and you may shake hands withyourself on your escape. And as for Dragen, every one of us knows abouthim. Who's behind it?"

  "Don't ask me, even privately. Get Dragen first, and he'll tell you.Dragen hasn't a suspicion that I even know he was concerned in it."

  He gave me a very shrewd sharp glance. "Nor Herr von Felsen either?"

  "I mention no names. But tell me how did you hear about me?"

  "Some one who took a considerable risk and came to me. We have had ahint to hold our hands for a while, or she would have remained as HisMajesty's guest. I won't ask how she came to know so promptly that youwere missing; but Herr Dormund is very sore about you."

  It was Althea herself then. She had run this risk of imprisonment forme. The knowledge was worth all it had cost me.

  "I don't want any fuss made about the affair at present if it can beavoided, but I should like to know if you get hold of the men," I saidas I rose.

  "Of course. You had better let me have that jacket and the papers.They may help us. Well, congratulations again. And by the way, don'trun any more risks about the lady I referred to. She said she was atyour house, and gave her word that if we had to do anything, she wouldeither be found there or else would tell us where."

  "Just one question, "When was I carried off?"

  He smiled. "Why last night, of course."

  I drove home and found my sister in the deepest distress on my account.She was overjoyed to see me, and declared that she and Althea had passeda night of terrible agitation and suspense.

  I did not tell her what had occurred, but merely that I had beendetained and unable to send word.

  "We thought you had been arrested, Paul; and Althea insisted uponrushing off to the police this morning. Herr von Felsen came early, andagain this evening, and is with her now in the drawing-room. I must runand tell her the good news;" and she was rushing out of the room when Istopped her.

  "Don't tell her yet. I
'll change and go into them. Von Felsen may beglad to know I'm back."

  "Oh, how I loathe that man, Paul! Had he anything to do with this?"

  "My dear child, how could he?" I replied as I hurried off to get intosome decent clothes.

  I was not more than a few minutes making the change, and I went down tothe room where the two were together. I paused a moment on thethreshold in doubt whether I should not after all let Bessie announce myarrival.

  "Yes, my solemn word on it. Bring him back and I will do all you wish."

  It was Althea's voice and I could not help hearing. It decided me, and Iopened the door and entered.

  She sprang to her feet and cried out with astonishment and I hopeddelight, while von Felsen turned as pale as death.

  "Good evening, Fraeulein Althea," I said quietly, holding out my hand."I am afraid I have given you and Bessie a great fright. I am verysorry."

  She could not speak for the moment and her hand shook as she laid it inmine. Then after a pause: "Oh, Mr. Bastable, I--I am so relieved."

  Affecting not to notice her agitation I turned to von Felsen."Good-evening; I suppose you know the fuss I have stupidly caused."

  I did not wish him to think that I knew of his hand in the affair, andspoke much more courteously than I had ever addressed him before.

  "Yes, I did hear of it," he replied uneasily. "The fact is I was justoffering my services in the matter."

  "Well, I'm afraid it's more than I should have done had you been thecause of the trouble. But then we don't hit it off very well, do we?But you could not have done anything. It was just a police blunder atthe last. I had a little trip into the country, and they took me for atramp, or something of the sort. Of course it was all put right easilyenough."

  "A trip into the country!" cried Althea.

  "Well, not exactly a voluntary outing. The fact is I was robbed in thestreet here in Berlin, and the scoundrels took me off in a motor-car. Ifound myself early this morning miles and miles away--I suppose theremust have been a smash up or something; I had been unconsciousevidently--and when I reached a station the man sent for the police, whoshoved me into a cell and kept me there all day." I laughed as if thething were the merest joke.

  "You are not hurt?" asked Althea.

  "Not a scratch, thank goodness."

  "I hope you would know the scoundrels, Herr Bastable?" said von Felsen.

  "What a question!" I answered with another laugh. "Do you think youwould, if you had been chloroformed to wake up on a lonely road in thedark miles away from anywhere. They knew their business too well forthat."

  "Well, I'm sure I congratulate you, Herr Bastable," said von Felsen,with well affected sincerity. "As you say, we don't exactly hit it inmany ways, but a thing of this sort might happen to any of us. It'smonstrous that it could occur. Of course you'll set the police towork."

  I threw up my hands as if it were useless. "I've just been withFeldermann and his manner told me what to expect. Without a clue of anysort, what can they do?"

  Althea had been watching him very closely, and now turned to him. "Yousaid just now, that you had no doubt of your being able to get to thebottom of it all."

  "I shall do everything in my power as it is," he replied uneasily.

  "But you spoke of having knowledge that would lead to certain success."

  "I made sure it was merely a case of arrest; in which event, of course,my influence would soon have enabled me to ascertain everything."

  "I did not take it to be merely that," was the drily spoken reply.

  "Well, it's very good of you, von Felsen," I interposed. "And if you canfind the fellows, I'll prosecute them readily enough."

  "You do not know all that has passed, Herr Bastable," said Althea withgreat deliberation. "And I think you should know."

  Von Felsen took alarm at this and said: "As you have returned without myhelp, I suppose I can do no more. I'll go." I sauntered over as if tolook at a letter lying on a table and got between him and the door.

  "You should explain to Mr. Bastable, certainly. Herr von Felsen exacteda pledge from me to do a certain thing on the condition that he securedyour return in safety," she added to me, speaking with some littlehesitation.

  "How could he possibly have done it?" I cried with a smile. "Anyhow, asI have returned in safety and without his help, the pledge may beconsidered as withdrawn, whatever its nature. That's quite clear."

  He understood that I guessed what the pledge was, and turned at bay."You may as well know what it was," he said with a scowl. "FraeuleinAlthea agreed to do what my father wishes--become my wife. You knowwell enough the many solid reasons there are for that marriage. HerrBorsen told you."

  I laughed. "I thought you were going to marry old Ziegler's daughter.Is that off then?"

  He shot at me a look of bitter hatred. "It's no concern of yours. Youhave interfered a great deal too much as it is, Herr Bastable; andFraeulein Althea should know that your interference can only haveserious consequences for her; unless, indeed"--and he turned toher--"she can see her way to comply with my father's wishes at once."

  "Can't you bring some more relatives into it besides your papa?" I askedwith a grin. "A baby brother or something equally influential?"

  He let the jibe pass. "Now that your whereabouts are known," hecontinued to Althea, "the decision must be made immediately."

  "If I may be allowed a suggestion," I said to Althea very gravely, "itmight help matters if you were to meet Hagar Ziegler and arrange whichmarriage should take place first."

  He all but swore at me for this. "You may think it a good subject for ajest, Herr Bastable; but Fraeulein Althea and her father will find verylittle subject for laughter in it. If your decision is not made withinthree days, Fraeulein, I will not answer for the consequences."

  "Let me see, you named a week to Herr Ziegler, didn't you?" I said inthe same tone of banter.

  But Althea was alarmed by the threat. "Mr. Bastable!" she cried with agesture of protest. It was a mistake. Von Felsen was quick to see theimpression he had created, and the wisdom of not saying any more. If hewas to win, it would be by playing on her fears.

  "That is my last word," he said, as he turned to leave.

  "But not Ziegler's," I retorted, as I shut the door behind him.

  "I think I am frightened, Mr. Bastable," said Althea nervously. "Whydid you provoke him so?"

  "To make him take the buttons off the foils. But I am sorry you let himsee that he had scared you. And there is less cause than ever now."

  "Tell me."

  "I have first to scold you. You did very wrong to go to the policeabout me and then give them that promise not to attempt to avoidarrest."

  "Was I to sit still while I believed you were in danger?" she criedvehemently. "And after what you had done for me?"

  "I am very angry," I replied with a smile.

  "I should do the same thing again." And then her face lighted. "Oh, Ithink I was never so delighted in my life as when I saw you come intothe room safe and unhurt!"

  "If you had only had a little more patience you----"

  "Patience? And you in peril!" She stopped with sudden embarrassment asthe colour rushed in a crimson flood to her cheeks, and she lowered herhead.

  I was scarcely less embarrassed, and hot passionate words of love rushedto my lips only to be forced back with a resolute effort.

  "Althea."

  She looked up and our eyes met. I made a movement to take her hand whenthe door was opened and my sister came in hurriedly.