The horses were at once put to, and, in a few minutes they were whirling over the snow.  They directed the coachman to drive into the forest where they had had the encounter with the wolves, and when well in its shelter they stopped the sledge and alighted, and requested the coachman to do the same.  Much surprised, the unrolled the sheepskin wrappings from his legs and got down from his seat.

“Alexis, you love the count, your master, do you not?”

“Yes, young lord,” the Russian said earnestly, though much surprised at the question.  “His fathers have been the masters of mine for many generations.  My good lord is always kind and considerate to his serfs.  I drove his father before him.  I drove him when he was a boy.  He has never said a harsh word to me.  I would give my life for him willingly.  Why do the young lords ask?”

“Your master has enemies, Alexis.  There are many who think that he is too kind to his serfs.  They have poisoned the ear of the Czar against him.  They have told him that your master is a dangerous man.  They have turned the face of the Czar from him.”

The Russian nodded.  It was no secret that the count was banished from the capital.

“The chief of his enemies,” Jack went on, “is the governor, Count Smerskoff.  He wishes to marry the Countess Katinka, and because the count refuses he will try to injure him and to obtain his exile to Siberia.”

“I will kill him,” the coachman said.  “I will slay him in the middle of his soldiers.  They may kill me, but what of that, it is for my master.”

“No, Alexis, not now,” Jack said, laying his hand upon the arm of the angry Russian.  “Perhaps later, but we will see.  But I have found out that Paul, the hall servant, is acting as his spy.  I heard the governor order him to meet him at the cross roads at eight o’clock to-night.  I suppose he means where the road crosses that to town, about half-way along.  We mean to be there, but you know we don’t understand Russian well enough to hear all that is said.  We want you to be there with us, too, to hear what they mean to do.”

“I will be there,” the Russian said; “and if the young lords think it well, I will kill them both.”

“No, Alexis,” Jack said; “that would never do.  It might get about that the governor had been killed by order of the count, and this would do more harm than if he were alive.  Will you be in the stables at seven o’clock?  We will join you there.  There are plenty of bushes at the cross-roads, and we shall be able to hide there without difficulty.”