You do not suppose I took the trouble to send for you from Paris last week, for nothing, do you?
You guessed I had some plan in my head, naturally." "Naturally," she said, with fine contempt.

"I did not mistake it for philanthropy." "Then it is well, and we can come to the point," he went on.

"I am sorry I have had to be away, since your arrival, until yesterday.

I trust my servants have made you comfortable ?" "Quite comfortable," she answered coldly.
"Good: now for what I want to know.

You have no doubt in your mind that your husband, Count Ladislaus Shulski, is dead?
There is no possible mistake in his identity?
I believe the face was practically shot away, was it not?
I have taken the precaution to inform myself upon every point, from the authorities at Monte Carlo, but I wish for your final testimony." "Ladislaus Shulski is dead," she said quietly, in a tone as though it gave her pleasure to say it.