"You may be sure they've sugared the pill nicely. His wound's the excuse, and he's to be made war minister, or something of that sort."
We looked hard at each other, and I saw my own thoughts reflected in Szondi's eyes.
"All right," said he. "I can tell we're both in one mind, and we'll find a good many others to join us."
"All the staff for certain."
"And every man in the army. Dembinski, indeed!"
"What does Klapka say?"
"He'll stick to Görgei through thick and thin; so will Nagy Sándor. I'm off now. See you again this evening, and tell you more about it."
Szondi's news soon spread amongst the officers, causing the greatest consternation.
To remove Görgei was to take away the very life and soul of the army. To replace him by the Pole would be rank folly.
As the day wore on, I became convinced that unless the Diet--or Kossuth, as rightly or wrongly the officers would have it--withdrew the order, there would be mischief.