"There is nothing but the signature wanting," urged Schönau, leaning over his shoulder.
"I cannot do it, Schönau!" said the General.
"I implore you," cried the Captain, "life and death hang upon it--oh! my God!"
Startled by a sound at the door, he had turned and saw Colonel von Bohl enter the room.
"Too late!" muttered Schönau; and then, with a desperate effort to save what was already lost: "Your signature. General!"
But the General had turned round, and had seen the Colonel. Ottomar then had been to him already--had told him everything; the affair could go no further without consultation with his commanding officer.
The Colonel's usually severe military aspect had the stamp of a solemn gravity upon it now, as he said, after briefly apologising for his intrusion:
"Have the goodness, my dear Schönau, to leave us. I have a communication to make to the General which will admit of no delay, and which I must make without witnesses."
A word trembled upon Schönau's lips, but he restrained himself, and only bowed and said:
"Certainly, Colonel!" and then turning to the General: "May I ask permission to pay my respects meanwhile to Fräulein Sidonie!" then, after a little pause: "In case you should wish, however, to see me again, I think my visit will be a long one."