Rudolf gave a little laugh.
"You won't forgive me for not being as great a rogue, won't you ?" he asked.
Well, I found nothing to say, but I took my arm out of his and clasped his hand.

He gripped mine hard.
"That's old Fritz!" he said; and he caught hold of Bernenstein's hand, which the lieutenant yielded with some reluctance.

"Now for the plan," said he.

"Bernenstein and I set out at once for the lodge--yes, publicly, as publicly as we can.

I shall ride right through the people there, showing myself to as many as will look at me, and letting it be known to everybody where I'm going.