"Certainly." I went to the room where Dormund sat with von Felsen. "Some of your men wish to see you, Herr Dormund."
He jumped up quickly, and the next moment I breathed freely again. Instead of fresh trouble, the visit was a rare stroke of luck. He had left word where he was to be found, and the men had come with an urgent message for him to go to the police headquarters at once.
He excused himself to me hurriedly, and a minute later he and the others had left the house. I had scared myself for nothing.
I returned to von Felsen. "Herr Dormund has been recalled to his office. Why did you bring him here?"
"I thought you would like him to be perfectly satisfied that it was your sister whom he saw at the station?" he replied, forcing a laugh.
"You think it wasn't, then?"
He was still laughing maliciously. "He described her as a dark girl."
"And you thought I had misled him, eh?"
"Fräulein Althea is dark," he replied significantly.
"It didn't occur to you, I suppose, that I might have been doing a good turn for any other dark girl. A Jewess, for instance."