“Naturally. They were friends of his.”
“Not only that. He fears a like fate may strike him.”
“His nerves are upset. He has been ill, has he not?”
“He is lucky to have been no worse,” I said cautiously.
“He has never imbued you with his fears?” she asked in a tone of raillery.
“Not for myself, but for him. I have seen the Chancellor to-day.”
“Yes.”
“Ah!” thought I, watching her, “that is no news to you. He assures me,” I continued, “that Von Lindheim’s fears are groundless.”
“Good! Then you are satisfied?”
I leant forward. “Baroness, tell me frankly. Do you think I may be satisfied?”