"I will send for her, the shortest explanations are always the best."
The count became as pale as he had been red the moment before. In a trembling voice he exclaimed:
"Not now, for Heaven's sake! not now!"
"But, my dear Karl!"
"Frederic!"
"Do you believe I am your friend?"
"Good heavens! yes."
"Well, do you suppose I would subject you to an interview which could only make you unhappy?
"You mean—"
"I mean that I believe—"