Count Blowinski entered the room and switched on the light.
“Oh, in bed?” he said. He glanced at the lad and then added: “Where is our friend Lieutenant—Lieutenant Depree?”
He smiled at the name.
“By Jove!” said Jack, sitting up in bed and looking around sleepily. “He hasn’t come in yet. Wonder what can have happened to him?”
“Oh, I guess he’ll show up in the morning,” was the count’s reply. “He is probably out looking about the town.”
“Probably,” agreed Jack, with a laugh. “However, he’s old enough to look out for himself. Did you want to see me about anything particular?”
“Why, yes. I wanted to tell you that the time for action has come.”
“Good!” Jack exclaimed eagerly. “When?”
“To-morrow.”
“To-morrow? You mean the Czar will be here to-morrow?”