"You always seem to have some undercurrent in what you say. It's positively hateful. What do you mean by that?"
"Some of us Americans have a trick of answering one question with another. I think I'll do that now. What do you think I'd better do when you are gone?"
"I don't understand that either," she said very crossly.
"I mean to-morrow."
"I am not going anywhere to-morrow." She could lie glibly.
"That may be nearer the truth than you think; but you have planned to go away to-morrow—with Count Karl."
"Preposterous."
"So I think—but true, all the same. You are very foolish to attempt to hoodwink me, Henriette. You are thinking of trying to deny what I say. I can see that—but pray don't waste your breath. I told you this morning that in an hour or two I should know everything. I do now."
"Have you seen Count Karl?"
"Do you think I should tell you how I find out things? So long as I do find them out, nothing else matters. But I will tell you something. You will not go, Henriette. I shall not allow it."