"A modern Argus—eh?"
"A modern lunatic!" she retorted.
"Well!" resumed the young man lightly, "lunatic or not, he won't be able to keep an eye on you to-night, even though your father will be away."
"How do you mean?"
"Hirsch is off to Fiume in half an hour."
"To Fiume?"
"Yes. You know he has a brother coming home from America."
"I know that."
"His ship is due in at Fiume the day after to-morrow. Leopold must start by the same train as your father to-night, in order to catch the express for Fiume at Budapesth to-morrow."
"Did he tell you all that?"