“Yes.... If you get her for me.”
“You sell to me for two million francs the control stock in Le Mot d’Ordre?”
“Yes.”
“An’ the two million, eh?”
“I shall use my influence with Gerhardt. That is all I can do. If your Emperor chooses to decorate him—something—the Red Eagle, third class, perhaps——”
“I attend to those,” smiled Ferez. “Hit’s ver’ fonny, d’Eblis, how I am thinking about those Red Eagles all time since I know Gerhardt. I spik to Von-der-Goltz de votre part, si vous le voulez? Oui? Alors——”
“Ask her to supper aboard the yacht.”
“God knows——”
The Count d’Eblis said through closed teeth:
“There is the first woman I ever really wanted in all my life!... I am standing here now waiting for her—waiting to be presented to her now.”