Without waiting to hear the conclusion of the interview Marishka moved away from the window to the further end of the room, and when Goritz came some moments later she stood looking out upon the traffic of the street. Fortunately dissimulation was not difficult, as the growing darkness of the room hid her face.
"We are too late," said Captain Goritz. "The Archduke's train has gone."
"How terrible!" muttered Marishka.
"Are you prepared to go on, Countess Strahni?"
"Yes—yes, if——" she paused.
"To Sarajevo—tonight—at once?"
"Yes—at once."
She realized that she was repeating his words like a parrot, but she seemed to be speaking, moving as in a dream. Captain Goritz came closer and examined her face in the dim light of the window.
"You are tired?"
"A little——"