Every thing around him reeled.

Ehrenthal had deceived him.

It was he who had carried on the correspondence with the lawyer of the Polish count.

He had punctually paid him the interest when it was last due.

There was no doubt that he had known the precarious nature of this foreign investment, and had kept back the knowledge from his client.
"Father," cried Lenore, raising him as she spoke, "speak with Ehrenthal; go to your solicitor; he may be able to suggest some remedy." "You are right, my child," said the baron, with a toneless voice; "it is possible that the danger may not yet be imminent.