If the door were not opened by two, they were to send Fritz von Tarlenheim round to the other side of the Castle.

I would meet him there if I were alive, and we would consult whether to storm the Castle or not.

If I were not there, they were to return with all speed to Tarlenheim, rouse the Marshal, and march in force to Zenda.

For if not there, I should be dead; and I knew that the King would not be alive five minutes after I ceased to breathe.

I must now leave Sapt and his friends, and relate how I myself proceeded on this eventful night.
I went out on the good horse which had carried me, on the night of the coronation, back from the hunting-lodge to Strelsau.