"
"Several--no, monsieur! Two only."
"Their names?"
The man trembled.
"If they should know!"
"They will not, Emil. I will see to that."
"The first I supplied to the order of the Prince."
"Good! And the second?"
"To a lady whose name I do not know."
Mr. Sabin raised his eyebrows.
"Is not that," he remarked, "a little irregular?"
"The lady wrote her request before me in the yellow crayon. It was
sufficient."
"And you do not know her name, Emil?"
"No, monsieur. She was dark and tall, and closely veiled. She was
here but a few minutes since."
"Dark and tall!" Mr. Sabin repeated to himself thoughtfully. "Emil,
you are telling me the truth?"
"I do not dare to tell you anything else, monsieur," the man answered.
Mr. Sabin did not continue his interrogations for a few moments.
Suddenly he looked up.
"Has that lady left the place yet, Emil?"
"No, monsieur!"
Mr. Sabin smiled.
"Have you a back exit?" he asked.
"None that the lady would know of," Emil answered. "She must pass
along the passage which borders this apartment, and enter the bar
by a door from behind. If monsieur desires it, it is impossible for
her to leave unobserved."
"That is excellent, Emil," Mr. Sabin said. "Now there is one more
question--quite a harmless one. Annette spoke of my life being in
some way insured.
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