Then he went back to the tap-room.
CHAPTER XX
"You happen to be of my race and of my blood."
He strode at once to Klara, who greeted him with an ironical little smile and a coquettish look out of her dark eyes.
"You never told me that you were going away to-night, my dear Leopold," she said suavely.
"Who told you that I was?" he retorted savagely.
"It seems to be pretty well known about the place. You seemed to have been talking about it pretty freely that you were going to Fiume to meet your brother when the ship he is on comes in."
"I meant to tell you just now, only his lordship's arrival interrupted me," he said more quietly.