"That is what makes our vengeance possible," replied Schulenberg. "I have reconnoitred his quarters. They are very badly guarded. I could attack them during the night, and seize him. I will convey him to Königstein; if they besiege me, I shall not surrender. Then the King's head will answer for my safety, and he will sign the treaty, as we wish it to be signed."
Augustus listened attentively.
"Suppose you should not succeed?" he asked.
"In that case, the blame will fall on me, and not on your Majesty," replied the General. "I desire to save my country from the invaders."
"General," said the King, "I think you are dreaming. You know that I respect knightly customs, and I cannot consent to your plans--I cannot! I hate him, I should like to strangle him if I could get him into my hands, but I cannot allow him to be attacked during the night. General, this is not a business for Augustus the Strong!"
Schulenberg looked at him gloomily.
"Have they always acted in a knightly fashion towards your Majesty?"
"Ruffians such as they can do what they please; they are barbarians. But Augustus, whom people call the Strong, and whom monarchs style the Magnificent, will not stoop to employ such means."
The old soldier twisted his moustache, and saluted.
"But suppose some insubordinate soldier were to do it?" he asked.