“The new Hope,” said Elsa, passionately.
Brand made an early excuse to retire to his room, and Franz von Kreuzenach conducted him upstairs, and carried his candlestick.
“Thanks,” said Brand in the doorway of his room. Then suddenly he remembered Eileen O’Connor’s letter, and put his hand into his breast-pocket for his case.
“I have a letter for you,” he said.
“So?” The young German was surprised.
“From a lady in Lille,” said Brand. “Miss Eileen O’Connor.”
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.”