Arrived at Vienna in the month of April, 1747.

And now another act of the tragedy is going to begin.



CHAPTER IX.



After having defrayed the expenses of travelling for me and my
friend Schell, for whose remarkable history I will endeavour to find
a few pages in due course, I divided the three hundred ducats which
remained with him, and, having stayed a month at Vienna, he went to
join the regiment of Pallavicini, in which he had obtained a
lieutenant-colonel's commission, and which was then in Italy.

Here I found my cousin, Baron Francis Trenck, the famous partisan
and colonel of pandours, imprisoned at the arsenal, and involved in
a most perplexing prosecution.

This Trenck was my father's brother's son. His father had been a
colonel and governor of Leitschau, and had possessed considerable
lordships in Sclavonia, those of Pleternitz, Prestowacz, and
Pakratz. After the siege of Vienna, in 1683, he had left the
Prussian service for that of Austria, in which he remained sixty
years.

That I may not here interrupt my story, I shall give some account of