The duke is friendly toward me, and I am certain he would not tolerate such conduct in his police." "You would only make enemies for me; insolence would become persecution.
I know.

Yet, I thank you, Herr--" "Carmichael.

Now, listen, Gretchen; if at any time you are in trouble, you will find me at the Grand Hotel or at the consulate next door to the Black Eagle." "I shall remember.

Sometimes I work in the Black Eagle." And recollection rose in her mind of the old man who had given her the gold piece.
"Good night," he said.
"Thank you, Herr." Gretchen extended her hand and Carmichael took it in his own, inspecting it.
"Why do you do that ?" "It is a good hand; it is strong, too." "It has to be strong, Herr.

Good night." Carmichael raised his hat again, and Gretchen breathed contentedly as she saw him disappear in the crowd.