“Do something for Austria”
“For the Empire—something for the Empire?” murmured the young man, wondering.
Count Ferdinand von Stroebel rose.
“You will accept the commission—I am quite sure you will accept. I leave on an early train, and I shall not see you again.” As he took Armitage’s hand he scrutinized him once more with particular care; there was a lingering caress in his touch as he detained the young man for an instant; then he sighed heavily.
“Good night; good-by!” he said abruptly, and waved his caller toward the door.
CHAPTER II
THE CLAIBORNES, OF WASHINGTON
—the Englishman who is not an Englishman and therefore doubly incomprehensible.—The Naulahka.
The girl with the white-plumed hat started and flushed slightly, and her brother glanced over his shoulder toward the restaurant door to see what had attracted her attention.
“’Tis he, the unknown, Dick.”