His legs were a bit stiff and sore this second day. But the first
few miles wore that off, and he swung on his way as bravely and
gayly as before.


CHAPTER II

THE PURSUIT

Meanwhile, there was a hubbub in Vienna. Stanislaus had lived in
that city about three years with his brother Paul, who was about a
year older than he, and in the care of a tutor, a young man named
Bilinski. He had left them in the early morning. As the day wore on
and he did not return home, they became uneasy. They went about all
afternoon, inquiring amongst their friends and acquaintance if any
had seen him. Only one or two were in the secret, and they kept
discreet silence.

Unable therefore to get any trace of Stanislaus, they soon came to
the conclusion that he had fled. And, as we shall see, they had
good reason in their own hearts for guessing that from the first.
They returned to the house of the Senator Kimberker, where they were
all lodging, and taking Kimberker, who was a Lutheran, into their
confidence, they held a council of war.

It was decided that Stanislaus must have gone to Augsburg. Paul
recalled something that Stanislaus had said to him only the day
before, when he had threatened plainly to run away. And they had
heard him say, another time, that at Augsburg was Peter Canisius,