"It will not be possible," I answered, firmly. "Have you asked Prof. Poppendorf?"
"No! Has he got money?"
"I think he has more than I."
"I have a special use for the money," said the Count, but I did not ask what it was.
Presently the Count rose and left me. It took twenty minutes to clear the room of the vile smell of cigarette smoke.
"After all," thought I, "there is a chance for Mrs. Wyman to become a Countess, that is if he is a real Count." Upon this point I did not feel certain.
"Well, did you enjoy Patti?" asked Miss Blagden at the breakfast table.
"Immensely. Why did you not go?"
"Because I have very little taste for music," answered the Disagreeable Woman.
"Mrs. Wyman was there."