“I shall go to the general, and he will have to tell me at least if I cannot see my husband in his prison,” she said, resolutely. “Quick, Kate, assist me in dressing-; arrange my hair, for you see my hands are trembling violently; they are weaker than my heart.”
She rose to go to her dressing-room. But her feet refused to serve her; she turned dizzy, and sank down overcome by a fresh swoon.
It was only after hours of the most violent efforts that the poor young wife succeeded in recovering from the physical prostration caused by her sudden fright, and in becoming again able to act resolutely and energetically. Then, as bold and courageous as an angry lioness, she was determined to struggle with the whole world for the beloved husband who had been torn from her.
CHAPTER LVII. A WIFE’S LOVE.
Anna went in the first place to General Colomb, and begged him to grant her an interview.
About four hours had passed since Palm’s arrest when the general received her.
“Madame,” he said, “I know why you have come to me, you are looking for your husband, but he is no longer here at my headquarters.”
“No longer here?” she ejaculated in terror. “You have sent him to France? You intend to kill him, then?”