“No; but I warn you it will be a step in the wrong direction. You are quite sure of me; and as merely a man-at-arms, as you called us last night, I shall be in a better position to speak in your favor than if I were indebted to you for promotion from the ranks.”
“I see. Therefore you counsel me to nominate Kurzbold?”
“I do.”
“Why not Gensbein, who was nearly as mutinous as Kurzbold?”
“Well, Gensbein, if you prefer him.”
“He showed a well-balanced mind last night, being part of the time on one side and part on the other.”
“My dear commander, we were all against you last night, when you spoke of hanging, and even when you only went as far as expulsion.”
“Yes, I suppose you were, and the circumstances being such as you state, doubtless you were justified. I am to command, then, a regiment that may obey or not, according to the whim of the moment; a cheering prospect, and one I had not anticipated. When I received the promise of twenty men that they would carry out faithfully whatever I undertook on their behalf, I expected them to stand by it.”
“I think you are unjust, Roland. No one has refused, and probably no one will. If any one disobeys a command, then you can act as seems best to you, but I wish you fully to realize the weakness of your status should it come to drastic punishment.”
“Quite so, quite so,” said Roland curtly. He clasped his hands behind his back, and without further words paced up and down along the bank of the river, head bowed in thought.