Franz von Kreuzenach started violently, and for a moment or two he was incapable of speech. When he took the letter from Brand his hand trembled.
“You know her?” he said at last.
“I knew her in old days and met her in Lille,” answered
Brand. “She told me of your kindness to her. I promised to thank you when I met you. I do so now.”
He held out his hand and Franz von Kreuzenach grasped it in a hard grip.
“She is well?” he asked, with deep emotion.
“Well and happy,” said Brand.
“That is good.”
The young German was immensely embarrassed, absurdly self-conscious and shy.
“In Lille,” he said, “I had the honour of her friendship.”