village, where my friend Moller, positively sick with anxiety,
leaped sobbing and rejoicing out of bed to greet us.

It was only now that I began to realise the danger to which I had
exposed, not only myself, but also my poor Minna, and the folly
of which I had been guilty through my ignorance of the terrible
difficulties of secretly crossing the frontier--difficulties
concerning which Moller had foolishly allowed me to remain in
ignorance.

I was simply at a loss to convey to my poor exhausted wife how
extremely I regretted the whole affair.

And yet the difficulties we had just overcome were but the
prelude to the calamities incidental to this adventurous journey
which had such a decisive influence on my life. The following
day, when, with courage renewed, we drove through the rich plain
of Tilsit to Arnau, near Konigsberg, we decided, as the next
stage of our journey, to proceed from the Prussian harbour of
Pillau by sailing vessel to London. Our principal reason for this
was the consideration of the dog we had with us. It was the
easiest way to take him. To convey him by coach from Konigsberg
to Paris was out of the question, and railways were unknown. But
another consideration was our budget; the whole result of my
desperate efforts amounted to not quite one hundred ducats, which
were to cover not only the journey to Paris, but our expenses
there until I should have earned something. Therefore, after a
few days' rest in the inn at Arnau, we drove to the little
seaport town of Pillau, again accompanied by Moller, in one of
the ordinary local conveyances, which was not much better than a