“What’s that noise overhead?”
“The people who live up there are having a party.”
He now noticed her pallor. “How white you are, Zenia!”
“Am I? I suppose it’s the suspense of waiting to hear how things came out.”
“I had to see Berloff first, you know, before I could come to you.”
“You have seen him then?”
“No. I went to him to report, but he was not in. I’m going back in an hour.”
They sat down, the countess turning her chair so that she faced the curtains, he with his back to them.
“How did you manage to escape?” she asked.
“Captain Nadson saw to that.”