"I must see the Count first."
"Then see him to-night. You have my last word."
"You might take my word of honour, I think."
"I don't doubt you, but I'll take nothing but the actual evidence. You might not be able to prevail with the others."
"I'll go to him," he agreed.
He went at once, and I locked the door behind him and sat smoking in silence.
"Do you mean to accuse me of that murder?" asked von Felsen after a long pause.
"Yes, if I don't get my own way. And of everything else."
Not another word passed between us until Borsen returned after an hour or so and brought what I needed. The rest of the business was very soon completed.
I wrote a very short note to Althea, telling her that all was now well and that I would see her early on the following morning, and then turned to consider my last problem--where to sleep that night. It seemed a very trifling thing indeed, but it was to have consequences none the less.