"Carefully," Von Schwerin replied. "And the autograph letter?"
"That I have," Fischer announced. "I will fetch Nikasti."
He crossed the room and opened the door leading into the bedchambers.
"Are you there, Kato?" he cried.
"I am coming, sir," was the instant reply.
Nikasti appeared, a few moments later. He was carrying a dress coat on his arm, and he held a clothes brush in his hand. It was obvious that he had studied with nice care the details of his new part.
"You can sit down, Nikasti," Fischer invited. "This is the Baron von
Schwerin. He has something to say to you."
Nikasti bowed very low. He declined the chair, however, to which
Fischer pointed.
"I am your valet and the valet of Mr. Van Teyl," he murmured. "It is not fitting for me to be seated. I listen."
Von Schwerin drew his chair a little nearer.