“Yes?”
“First I must meet these Americans and this Madame Ghita. After that we shall see!”
The baron took her hand and raised it to his lips.
“You have given me an enchanted hour, my dear,” he said, “but....”
“I understand,” she laughed. “One hour is all you can allow yourself!”
“It is true,” he assented dismally.
The countess rose.
“Take me to my hotel,” she said; “then you can go search for your scapegrace!”
CHAPTER V
MADAME GHITA
THE Sporting Club at Monte Carlo is a creation of recent years, an effort on the part of M. Blanc and his associates to meet the demand for a place where one can gamble longer and higher and more variously than is possible at the casino. So here the wheels revolve and the cards fall until four in the morning, instead of stopping at midnight, and to roulette and trente-et-quarante is added baccara, with the sky as the only limit.