"Mr. Hugh Edgeware," "Miss Beatrice Edgeware," he read. He held the cards in his hands for a second, then turned to the woman, "I must ask you to excuse me," he said. "I have friends who have come to see me."
Olga Petrovic gave him a look which he could not understand, then without a word left the room, while he stood still like a man bewildered.
"Show them up," he said to the servant.
PART III.—THE THIRD TEMPTATION
CHAPTER XXVIII
The Count's Confederate
Count Romanoff sat alone in his room. On one side the window of his room faced Piccadilly with its great seething tide of human traffic, from another St. James's Park was visible. But the Count was not looking at either; he was evidently deep in his own thoughts, and it would appear that those thoughts were not agreeable.