The girl made no answer, but began to cry.
"Do you mean to say you would marry Lieutenant Grunwald if he asked you?"
"Yes," she murmured. "When a woman is really in love, all pride forsakes her."
Stranleigh sat back in his corner, too angry and disgusted to carry on further conversation. Another instance, he said to himself, proving that he did not comprehend women, and he quoted inaudibly the lines—
"'You smiled and spoke and I believed,
By every word and smile deceived.
Yet let not this last wish be vain,
Deceive, deceive me once again.'"
"Are you now on your way to Paris?" she asked timidly.
"No; to Vienna. I must see General Goetz at once. The Ambassador gave me a letter."
"Ah, I understand," she whispered. Again, after a long silence, she spoke: "You go from Vienna to Paris?"
"Yes; but I shall not challenge Lieutenant Grunwald."
"May I tell you something of that Transylvania estate? Would you believe me if I did?"
"I will believe anything you say."
You saw in the newspapers this morning that the Baroness is dead?"
