"Milos Bellacic your father?"
"Of course."
"Then you mean to say that you are——?"
"Uros Bellacic. Although the wine may have gone a little to my head, still, I suppose I know who I am."
"Is it true?" said Giulianic, turning towards Milenko.
"Yes!" replied the young man, nervously, "Didn't you know it?"
"No."
"Didn't I tell you?" whispered his wife.
"Oh! you always tell me when it's too late," he retorted, huffishly.
"And now, what's to be done? Will you release me from my oath?"
Ivanka looked up, alarmed.