“You had better ask him.”
“What are you doing at Vienna?”
“Taking coffee. I should have thought you could have seen that for yourselves.”
“If the gentleman is not your husband, you will leave the town within twenty-four hours.”
“The gentleman is my friend, and not my husband; and I shall leave Vienna exactly when I choose, unless you make me go away by force.”
“Very good. We are aware, sir, that you have a separate room, but that makes no difference.”
Thereupon one of the policemen entered my room, I following him.
“What do you want here?” said I.
“I am looking at your bed, and I can see you have not slept in it. That’s enough.”
“The devil! What business have you here at all, and who authorizes such disgraceful proceedings?”