COUNT BERTRICH EXPLAINS HIS FAILURE.
The two Archbishops looked at one another as if each waited for his
colleague to begin.
"Will you question Count Bertrich, my Lord?" said Treves, at last.
"No. He has represented you, and should account to you. As I have your
permission to note his replies, I shall put question when I have heard
what he has to say, if further examination seems necessary."
"You went on a diplomatic mission," began Treves, very slowly to his
follower; "am I correct in surmising that you return from a battle?"
"Yes, my Lord."
"Is it true that you began this attack notwithstanding the protest of my
ally's representative?"
"It is, my Lord."
"In pursuance of instructions previously given by me?"
"No, my Lord; I had no instructions from you to offer battle, but I knew
it was your intention to fight, if Heinrich refused to surrender. He did
so refuse, and I took it upon myself to begin."
"What was the outcome?"
"I was defeated, my Lord."
"Have you lost any men?"
"Something over a dozen, and under a score. They were killed by the
archer I told you of, just on the point of victory. We would have had
the castle otherwise."
"You return, then, a defeated man, having insulted your master's ally by
refusing to listen to his counsel, your followers are slain, and you
admit having acted without orders. What have you to say in excuse,
Count Bertrich?"
"There is nothing to say. I stand here to take the brunt of my acts, and
to endure what punishment is inflicted upon me. A fighting man makes
mistakes, and must bear the issue of them."
"Yet, what I have chronicled is not the most serious of your offences.
It seems hardly credible that you should have said such a thing, but I
am told you boasted to Heinrich that the Emperor had bestowed certain
authority on me. Made you any such statement, and if so, what
explanation have you to offer?"
"I out-lied the villain, that was all?"
"To whom do you refer when you speak of the villain?"
"To the black thief of Thuron. Perhaps I should have admitted two
villains, myself being the other. He said that he would surrender the
castle if you had authority from the Emperor. I knew he was lying, and
would surrender to none, so I said you had such authority."
"What grounds had you for making such statement?"
"No grounds whatever, my Lord. It was merely a case of two liars
meeting, one on horseback, the other on the walls of Thuron."
Notwithstanding the seriousness of the occasion, a slight smile
disturbed the severe lips of the questioner, and a more kindly light
came into his eyes. He was shrewd enough to see that the blunt and
prompt outspokenness of the Count served his purpose better than the
answers of a more diplomatic man would have done. There was never a
moment's pause between question and reply, nor was there any evidence on
the part of Bertrich of an endeavour to discover what his master wished
him to say. Any sign of an understanding between the two, any hesitation
on Bertrich's part in answering, might have added to the apprehensions
of Konrad von Hochstaden. But the dullest could not help seeing that
here stood a brave unscrupulous man who knew he had done wrong, yet who
was not afraid to take upon himself all the consequences, attempting
little excuse for his conduct. The Lord of Treves turned to the Lord of
Cologne. "Have you any question to ask?" he said.
"Not one. I have nothing to say except to beg of you not to visit any
resentment you may feel upon Count Bertrich, who is a brave soldier, if
an unskillful liar. Indeed I am not sure but the Count has done us both
a service in bringing to an issue this matter, which, to our detriment,
might have dragged on longer than would have been convenient. The Black
Count seems to possess some skill in diplomacy, which I did not give him
credit for, and it was probably his intention to keep us parleying with
him until he was better prepared to receive us. All that now remains for
us to do is to plan a comprehensive attack on the castle with our whole
force, which will be immediately successful. Your archer can do little
when confronted by an army, for, as I understand it, there is but one
archer in the castle. Then we will take the Black Count and the other
prisoners with us to Treves in a few days, and there pass judgment upon
him, for I think it better that such trial should take place under your
jurisdiction than under mine, Heinrich being your vassal, and he seems
to show a preference for having all transactions done in strict
accordance with the feudal law, which is but just and proper. He may
then appeal to the Emperor--if he can find his wandering Majesty."
"I entirely agree with your argument," replied Treves; and turning to
Count Bertrich, he continued, "In deference to what has been urged on
your behalf by his Lordship of Cologne, I shall say nothing further in
regard to your conduct, beyond breathing a fervent hope that you will
not so offend again. Take or send a flag of truce to Thuron gates, and
ask the Black Count to respect this camp. Tell him that if he will not
so arrange, he will merely put us to the trouble of moving back our
tents, and placing catapults here instead. If he molest us not, we
shall take no offensive measures against him from this quarter. This
piece of rock has just been hurled from the castle through the tent, and
it came dangerously near being the death of some of us."
"By the gods, then," cried Count Bertrich, "Heinrich has greatly
improved his catapult practice in very short time."
"We have no desire to be his targets, so make the arrangement with him
if you can."
"My Lord, if I may venture the suggestion, it were better to have no
further traffic with the Black Count, for I doubt if he will keep his
word, even if he gave it. But besides that, this is the only point from
which a catapult can be of service against the castle. Placed here,
half-a-dozen engines, energetically worked, might fill his courtyard for
him. I strongly urge you to remove the tents and fix catapults in their
places."
"Count Bertrich," said Arnold, harshly, gazing coldly upon him, "this
morning's excursion has led you into delusions not yet cleared away, I
fear. This campaign is to be conducted by the Archbishop of Cologne and
myself. We desire no suggestions from you, but very prompt obedience.
You have heard the order, transmit it to one of your officers, for I
distrust your own powers as faithful envoy. When he reports the result
of his conversation with Count Heinrich to you, you will then, perhaps,
be good enough to bring the tidings to me."
Count Bertrich reddened angrily, kept silence, bowed to the two
dignitaries and withdrew.
"Nevertheless," he muttered to himself as he strode away, "it is folly
to waste the best point of attack for the convenience of two
Archbishops. Heinrich is no such fool as not to jump at such a senseless
proposal."