But why did Otto sleep so soundly; why did he not awake?
He stepped unsteadily across the room in the flaring light of the burning books, and knelt by the mattress.
So they found him in the morning, when no one came to the inn from Kropfsberg Keep, and the quaking Peter Rosskopf arranged a relief party;—found him kneeling beside the mattress where Otto lay, shot in the throat and quite dead.