“I’m going to see the ambassador of my country,” declared Kate with determination.
“You, alone? I’ll go with you.”
“No, let Manuel accompany me.”
The two went off to the Embassy; they entered through a wide doorway. Kate handed her card to an attendant and was admitted at once. Manuel, seated on a bench, waited for fifteen minutes. At the end of this time the maiden came out in company of a venerable old man.
He saw her to the door and spoke to a uniformed lackey.
The lackey opened the door of a carriage that stood opposite the entrance and remained standing with his hat in his hand.
Kate bade the old gentleman good-bye. Then she said to Manuel:
“Come along.”
She stepped into the carriage, followed by the astounded Manuel.