Having arrived at the castle, the Baron found the court clerk, who had returned the night before and declared he had slept through the whole affair because his Honor had not sent for him.  “You always come too late,” said Herr von S. crossly; “wasn’t there any old woman in the village to tell your maid about it?  And why didn’t they wake you up then?”

“Your Honor,” replied Kapp, “of course my Anne Marie learned of the incident an hour before I did; but she knew that your Honor was directing the matter yourself—­and then,” he added in a plaintive tone, “that I was deathly tired!”

“A fine police force!” muttered the Baron.  “Every old hag in the village knows about a thing whenever it’s supposed to be conducted in absolute secrecy.”  Then he continued angrily:  “He’d have indeed to be a stupid devil of a criminal who would let himself be caught!”

Both were silent a moment.  “My driver lost his way in the dark,” began the clerk again; “we were delayed over an hour in the wood; the weather was awful; I thought the wind would blow the wagon over.  At last, when the rain slackened, we drove on in the name of God, heading toward the Zellerfeld, unable to see our hands before our eyes.  Then the coachman said:  ‘If only we don’t get too near the stone-quarries!’ I was frightened myself; I had him stop, and struck a light, to find some comfort at least in my pipe.  Suddenly we heard a bell ring very near, perpendicularly under us.  Your Honor will realize that I felt dreadfully.  I jumped out of the wagon, for one can trust one’s own limbs, but not those of a horse.  So I stood in the mud and rain without moving, until presently, thank God, it began to dawn.  And where had we stopped?  Right near the Heerse ravine with the tower of Heerse directly under us!  If we had driven on twenty paces farther, we should all have been children of Death.”

“That was indeed no joke!” exclaimed the Baron, half conciliated.  Meanwhile he had examined the papers that he had taken along.  They were dunning letters for money lent, most of them from usurers.  “I had not thought,” he muttered, “that the Mergels were so deeply in debt.”  “Yes, and that it must come to light in this way,” replied Kapp; “that will be no little cause for vexation to Mistress Margaret.”

“Oh, dear me, she does not think of that now!” With these words the Baron arose and left the room to proceed together with Kapp to the judicial examination of the body.  The examination was short—­death by violence evident; the suspected criminal escaped; the evidence against him very strong indeed, but not sufficient to establish his guilt without a personal confession; his flight at all events very suspicious.  So the judicial investigation had to be closed without satisfactory results.