"I have found employment of a sort," the Count rattled on, without a shade of embarrassment. "It might be questioned if I am worth the remuneration which I receive, but at least I am happy. I am permitted to serve a friend in some little matters of a personal nature."
That answer was enough to prevent Dave from making any further inquiries as to the Count's new means of a livelihood.
"It gives me the greatest happiness to be able to see you again, and to hear your voice," continued the Count. "I am here in Naples only as a matter of accident, and it may be that my stay here will be short. I was at a table in the rear with a friend when I espied you sitting here. Is it permitted that I bring my friend over and present him?"
"We shall be delighted to meet any friend of yours, Surigny," Dave replied pleasantly.
"Then I shall bring him here at once," replied the Frenchman, lightly, rising and moving rapidly away.
"I wonder what line of work the Count can be in now," mused Dalzell, aloud. "It would appear to be something that pays him very well and allows him to travel. I wonder if the friend he is to introduce to us is the one that employs him."
"We shall know that if Count Surigny chooses to inform us," smiled Dave.
Then their talk ceased, for they heard the Count's voice in conversation with some one as he came up behind them.
"My dear Monsieur Darrin," cried the Count, "I am honored in being able to present to you Monsieur Dalny."
Ensign Darrin rose, wheeled and thrust out his hand. Then his eyes turned to the newcomer's face.