“Over!”
“Yes—two hours ago.”
“And the baron? No, forgive me. You! Are you hurt?”
“Not a bit. He’s hurt.”
“Is he dead?” she asked breathlessly.
“I am sorry, countess. Not quite. Was that necessary?”
“Oh, no! Though he deserved it. He insulted me shamefully.”
“Then he did deserve it.”
She went off at a tangent.
“What became of my letter?”