But then I needed only a delay of a couple of days—the papers would be ready by then—and it was still possible that something might happen which would give me just enough time to get away. It was a devil of a mess, however; and it cost me no end of an effort to pull myself together by the time the Baron came back and himself took me to the doctors.
They had been primed about the case, and all three of them were as deeply interested in me as the others had been in Rotterdam. One of them was a specialist in such cases, and he conducted the first part of the examination—that in regard to my memory. He put numberless questions on all sorts of subjects, endeavouring in every conceivable way to get me to admit that I could remember something; but I had no great difficulty in answering him. He appeared to lay most stress on everything that had occurred immediately before the explosion on the Burgen; and was still on that when the Baron came back to us, listened to his concluding questions and suggestions, and then took him out of the room.
The physical examination followed. I stripped to the buff, and a very few minutes sufficed to satisfy them about my fitness. I was, of course, in the pink of condition and as hard as nails.
"You must have had military training," said one of them.
"That can't be so, so far as I know. I understand I've been travelling about the world for a long time."
"I'm sure of it," was the positive verdict. "Every muscle tells the tale too plainly for any one to be mistaken. Just stand over there; I want to look at your back;" and he placed me close to the wall, and stepped back some distance himself.
"No, perhaps not," he murmured, and just as I was chuckling3 at his blunder, he suddenly yelled at me in English, "'Shun4!" with military abruptness5. Instinctively6, being for the instant quite off my guard, I brought my heels together and straightened up. He chuckled7, and I could have cursed myself for an idiot in having given the show away.
The doctor who had trapped me couldn't contain his delight. "I knew I couldn't be mistaken. You can put your clothes on," he told me, rubbing his hands gleefully, and after another chortle to his colleague, he hurried off to report the result of his experiment.
I was mad at having made such a blithering ass2 of myself just when things had been going so well. The game was up, of course, and there was nothing for it but to face the music. It was now a toss up whether I should be packed off to the front or popped into prison, and it didn't need a Solomon to see that the odds8 strongly favoured the latter.
The Baron and the two doctors came back in about five minutes, and the man who had bowled me out was laughingly rubbing it in to the specialist.
"I can't imagine how it escaped you, Gorlitz," he said as they entered; and the specialist looked about as pleased as I felt.
"He may be prepared this time," was the reply in an undertone, but not low enough to prevent my hearing it. I couldn't get the hang of things for the moment; but when, after a few desultory10 questions, the doctor pretended to take some measurements and then turned me with my back to him again, I knew what was coming, and I thought I would do a little bit of pantomime of my own.
They spoke11 together in low tones, and in the middle of it the doctor yelled "'Shun!" at me once more. I started, hesitated and then came to attention, but not nearly so smartly as before.
"Just turn round," called the specialist. "Now, march across the room." I obeyed, and was halfway12 across when the doctor shouted "Halt!" I stopped instantly.
"There you are," exclaimed the doctor. The specialist nodded, told me to sit down, and plied13 me with all sorts of questions about the army, appearing rather pleased than otherwise when I failed to answer them.
A long pow-wow followed between the three doctors and was developing into a pretty hot wrangle14 whether my having obeyed the word of command was really a recurrence15 of memory or not, when the Baron intervened and I was sent back to his room with his subordinate.
"You have set them a difficult problem, Herr Lassen," he said to me when he joined me after some ten minutes; "and given me one also. But it will do no harm to postpone16 the decision about you for a few days, at any rate. You have no idea how you come to know the English words of command?"
He smiled and then nodded. "Yes, you are a deserter. Your report says that you joined it to obtain certain information."
"It's very odd, sir."
"Very," he replied a little drily. "It makes it a little difficult in regard to a suggestion Dr. Gorlitz threw out; he's the mental specialist, you know. He thinks it not improbable that if you were placed again in the surroundings immediately preceding the shock which deprived you of your memory, it would greatly facilitate its recovery. Perhaps your only chance of doing so. But you might not care to run such a risk. You should understand that I wish to help you in any way I can," he added kindly18.
"I am very much obliged to you, sir. Of course it would be a risk, but my great wish is to get my memory back."
"Does that mean you would like to go back to England?"
I could scarcely believe my ears and tried to conceal19 my overwhelming delight under the cover of frowning consideration. "The risk wouldn't frighten me, sir."
"Very well. I'll see about it. That's about as far as we can get to-day; but there's one thing I should tell you. There is some one in Berlin who knows you and declares that your loss of memory is a mere20 pretence21, and that you have assumed it because of some exceedingly sinister22 business in which you were involved a year or two ago."
I could smile at that sincerely. "Can you tell me his name?"
He paused a moment. "There will be no harm, if you keep it to yourself; I don't believe the story, but then I know the man too well. It is Count von Erstein."
"He's a scoundrel, I know that; but it may be the truth, of course."
"We won't discuss him," said the Baron, rising. "I only told you to put you on your guard because of the genuine interest I take in you;" and with that he shook hands and was sending me away, when I remembered my difficulty that morning about papers of identification. I explained it to him and he sent for von Welten and instructed him to do what was necessary.
I left the place feeling pretty much as any one would feel who had rubbed his back against a prison door and by the merest squeak23 escaped finding himself on the wrong side of the bars. The whole business baffled me. Knowing as I did so well the usual methods of German officialism, the Baron's treatment was incomprehensible; and rack my wits as I would, I could not hit on a clue to explain it.
And then the luck of it! Actually to be sent back to England with official credentials24! I could have whooped25 for joy! But as it was already passed the time I was to lunch with von Erstein, I rushed back to the Falkenplatz, made sure of the little flat, and then cabbed it to von Erstein's address.
What a rotter the brute26 was, I reflected as I thought of the story he had already spread about me. He meant to make things hot for me and no mistake, and had lost no time in setting to work. And what a brick the old Count, to have given me that warning. If I had been going to stop in Berlin, I might have taken von Erstein's enmity seriously; but as it was I could afford to laugh at him, for a few days at the most would see both Nessa and me out of the country, if the luck only held.
I was so late in reaching the Gallenstrasse, where von Erstein had his sumptuous27 flat, that he had already begun lunch. "I'd given you up, Lassen," he said as I entered. "Thought something might have happened with old Gratz to detain you. He's a downy old bird. Sit there, will you. Everything all right?"
"Why shouldn't it be?" I knew what he meant.
He turned the question off and we talked about nothing in particular until lunch was over, except that every now and then he shot in a question which might have committed me if I had not been on my guard. But I had been through the mill so thoroughly28 that morning that the part I was playing had grown into my bones, so to speak.
"Now we can chat at our ease," he said as we settled into easy chairs. "Is it still your habit to smoke a cigarette before a cigar?" he asked, grinning, as he held the box toward me.
"Was that one of my habits, then?" I countered, declining the little trap.
"All right, you do it very well. Ought to be on the stage, on my word you ought," he said with a broader leer. "But now, let's get to grips. How do we two stand?"
"About what?"
"Don't fool about in that way. You know what I mean."
"I shall when you tell me."
"Do you want to have me for a friend or the other thing?"
"I told you yesterday I wasn't likely to quarrel with any one who has such influence as you have."
"And I told you that it would be a bad day's work for you if we did quarrel; and quarrel we shall if you try to beat about the bush, as you're doing now. I believe in plain talk; and you'd better bear that in mind, not only now but always."
"Then let me have some plain talk now."
"You shall," taking his cigar out and flicking30 off the ash. "I've only to utter a word or two and I can flick29 you out of my way as easily as I flicked31 that ash off. Mind that, too."
I laughed. "You have a pleasant way with you, von Erstein."
"I don't care a curse about pleasantness or unpleasantness. When I want a thing, I have it. And what I want now is that English girl at the von Reblings', and you'd better be careful not to get in my way about it."
"How am I likely to be in your way?"
"Because you're a relative of the von Reblings, my friend, and you're going to marry the fair Rosa, whom, by the way, I can tell you as an old hand you'll find a handful. But she likes the English girl and will try to influence you, and if I know her, as I certainly do, she'll succeed, if I don't stop it."
"Stop it? How?"
"By showing you on which side your bread has the butter. Now look here. I know a heap about you; quite enough to queer your pitch with the von Reblings and put an end to your engagement and lose you the coin on which you're counting. All this rot about a loss of memory is just——" and he waved his cigar in the air to emphasize his meaning.
"What do you know about me?"
"Oh, don't try that fool's game on me."
"But I should be intensely interested in the story. I'm itching32 to know all about myself," I persisted, seeing how this line provoked him.
"Where did you go from Göttingen, my young friend?" he asked with a meaning nod, as if the question would confound me.
"How the devil do I know?"
"Did I? And do I? You're getting me regularly mixed, you know." I was delighted to see that he was fast losing his temper.
"You did. And when you were there you had a friend, who called himself Gossen; but was in reality a Frenchman, named Gaudet. Don't say you don't remember, because it will be a lie," he snarled34.
"That's an ugly word, von Erstein."
"And the whole thing was an ugly business. He was a spy and wanted some secrets; you were able to find them out; and you were suddenly found to be in possession of a big sum of money. How did you get it?"
"How did you get it? And how did you get the information, too? That's the question; and if you won't answer it, I can. But you'd better not force me to open my lips."
"You'd better laugh while you can," he rapped, swearing viciously.
"Of course you mean I sold the information to the Frenchman and that that accounts for my having that sudden money."
"I not only mean it, I can prove it. Prove it, do you understand that?"
I gave him another grin and shook my head. "Some one's been pulling your leg, von Erstein. The whole thing's just bosh."
"It's no good, Lassen. I've got you here;" and he held out his hand and clenched38 it. "Here! And no wriggling39 humbug40 about loss of memory will help you to get out."
"I must be an infernal blackguard, then."
"That's the truest thing you've said since you came. It's just what you are; and the von Reblings ought to know it."
"You haven't told me how I got that valuable information yet. I should like to know that."
"If you'll let that lost memory of yours wake up for a second, just long enough to remember the name of Anna Hilden, you'll know all about it without a word from me." His sneering41 suggestive tone clearly showed that this was one of his trump42 cards, and he fixed43 his eyes on me, keenly watching for the effect.
"But my memory won't oblige me by waking up, you see. Had she anything to do with it?"
"To the devil with all your pretended innocence44! You know she had, and that you induced her to worm it out of the man she was to have married, if you hadn't come in the road; just as you're trying now with me," he cried, scowling45 at me threateningly. "But you've got a man to deal with this time, not a woman, and the wrong sort of man too."
I dropped the bantering46 tone and answered seriously. "Of course all you say may be the gospel truth, but I give you my word that I haven't the faintest recollection of anything you've mentioned."
He laughed scornfully. "That's a lie," he growled with an oath.
I had had more than enough and I got up. "If this weren't your own place, I'd cram47 that word down your throat; and the next time we meet, wherever it is, I'll do it," I told him.
He seemed to understand that I meant it, and a change came over his face. "I'll take that back," he muttered. "Sit down again."
I didn't sit down, but I stopped. Either he was as arrant48 a coward as such a brute was likely to be and I had scared him, or some thought had struck him which accounted for the change.
He let his cigar drop; made a to-do in finding it, pitching it away, and lighting49 another; and it was an easy guess that all this was to gain time. Then he sat thinking, fiddling50 nervously51 with a very singular ring he wore on his middle finger. He saw me looking at it and, no doubt to get a little more time to think, he spoke of it.
"You're looking at this," he said, holding up the hand. I nodded, and he drew it off and handed it me. "It's a puzzle ring I picked up in China," he explained, showing how it was really a little chain of rings which fitted very ingeniously to form a single ring.
I examined it and, still to gain time, he told me to try and put it together. I did try and failed, and when he had thought out his problem, he took it back and showed me the fitting.
"I'm sorry I lost my temper just now, Lassen," he said in a very different tone from his former angry one. "It's always a fool's game. But I did really believe you were shamming52 about your memory. What I told you about the Hanover business is quite true, however, and the fact that you don't remember it, wouldn't make an atom of difference with our people. But now, what about the English girl?"
I hesitated a second and then resumed my seat. "I'm willing to listen to you," I said; and he couldn't keep the satisfaction out of his fat, tell-tale face. He reckoned that he had frightened me, of course.
"What are you going to do about her?" was his next question.
"What you want to do is the point, man."
"And why are you so keen about that? You said a little while back that you wanted her; how's the internment54 going to help you there?"
"She'd be sent to Krustadt and the Commandant—— Never mind; you can leave the rest to me. You won't know anything."
I couldn't trust myself to speak for a time, I was so furious at the suggestiveness of the leering brute's words and manner. But there was probably more to learn yet, so I choked down my rage and at last even forced myself to nod and smile meaningly. "And my part?" I asked.
"Two things; both easy enough. Old Gratz has shoved a spoke in the wheel so far, curse him, and as you're in the house you can tell him you know I'm right that she is a spy and you can give him proofs."
"Proofs?" I echoed, with a start.
"I said proofs, didn't I? I'll give you some papers and you can plant one or two on her and give the rest to him saying you've found them in her room or somewhere. He'll be obliged to order a search then, and that'll do the trick."
"Confound the thing!" I exclaimed, jumping up and wringing55 my fingers as if I'd burnt them with my cigar.
"Here, take another," he said, and by the time I had lit it, I had myself in hand again.
"But if she was caught red-handed like that, she might be shot, and that wouldn't help you much."
"You leave that to me," he replied with a leer and a wink56. "The question is, are you going to help me?"
"I don't like it, von Erstein, and that's the truth," I said.
"I didn't ask you that."
"And if I do help you?"
He put his fat finger to his lips. "Mum about that Hanover business."
"And if I don't?"
I affected to consider the proposal. "But why take this roundabout trouble to get her? If you want to marry her, why not ask her?"
That touched his Teutonic sense of humour and he burst into loud and evidently genuine laughter. "Why didn't you marry Anna Hilden? Because you could get her without, wasn't it? Same here, of course."
"It comes to this, then," I said after a pause. "You think you know that I played the traitor58 in that Hanover business in a way that renders me liable to be shot; but that you're willing to hush59 it up if I'll help to put Miss Caldicott into your power. That about it?"
"Put it how you like," he growled, not relishing60 the bald statement. "But you'd better toe the line, my friend, and at once. Now, what are you going to do?"
"I'll toe the line, von Erstein."
"Not quite as you think, however. What I'm going to do is"—and I paused—"to give you forty-eight hours to clear out of Berlin; and if I find you here then, I'll not only tell the von Reblings the whole of your confounded scheme, but I'll tell Baron von Gratz as well. And I'm thundering glad you've put that card in my hands."
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