“That is true; I forgot. You are a good father, Lichtenbach. It is the last concession you have made to humanity. And it is there that you are still vulnerable. Take care!”
“My daughter is an angel, who prays for me. I dread nothing. She has her mother’s goodness and grace.”
“And she imagines you to be a good and honourable father. Suppose the day were to come when her eyes were opened about yourself?”
Elias stood upright in threatening attitude.
“Who could do that?”
“One of your enemies; you do not lack them now. Perhaps a friend; the world is so wicked.”
“His boldness would cost him dear!” growled Lichtenbach.
The Baroness arose. She walked about the room for a few seconds, as though undecided to leave. Then she asked—
“Before I go, could I see your daughter?”
Lichtenbach looked steadily at her, then he replied rudely—