"Our first test has been passed successfully," said John, "and I look
upon it as a good omen. But don't forget that I'm Jean Castel of
Lorraine, French by descent, but a devoted German subject, in the
service of the Prince of Auersperg. I intend that we shall pass the
night in the inn of the good Herr Leinfelder at Tellnitz, and I believe
that we will go on the next day still unsuspected. I've seen no
telephone wires in the valley, and doubtless there is no connection
between Zillenstein and Tellnitz."
They passed more peasants, none of whom asked them any questions, but
they saw no soldiers.
Toward night they beheld the usual lofty church spire, and then the
huddled houses of a small village. One rather larger than the others and
with a red-tiled roof John thought must be the inn of the good Herr
Leinfelder, and his surmise proved to be correct.
"It's fortunate that you are blond," said John to Julie, "as most people
think the French are dark. Still, both you and Suzanne look French, and
I recommend that you do not take off your wraps until you go to your
room, and that you also have your dinner served there. It's best for
you, Mademoiselle Julie, to be seen as little as possible, and your role
as a great lady of the semi-royal house of Auersperg permits it. Now,
may I lay the injunction upon both you and Suzanne that you permit me to
do all the talking?"
"I obey," said Julie, "but I'm not so sure of Suzanne.
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