"He was, but he isn't any longer," replied Colonel Pavet.
"What do you mean?" asked Frank. "Has he been arrested?"
"He's been killed," was the answer.
"How did that happen?"
"He was shot while attempting to escape from the officers who were
taking him to prison," said the colonel. "At least, that was the
explanation given. More than likely that was only a pretext. But
he is dead anyway, and so is that she-tigress, Rosa Luxemburg, who
was his partner in stirring up the mobs. They sowed the wind of
riot and massacre and now they have reaped the whirlwind."
"Well, now that they are killed I suppose things will quiet down
somewhat," remarked Frank.
The colonel shook his head.
"I don't know," he said dubiously. "The mobs will probably try to
obtain revenge for the killing of their leaders. Things look very
black, not only in Berlin but in every part of the country.
Business is paralyzed, millions are on strike, the food situation
is bad, and the whole nation is mad with the bitterness of
defeat."
"How about their signing the treaty?" asked Frank. "Do you think
they will do it?"
"They say they won't," replied the colonel.
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