It struck one, it struck two: he rang for his servant, and ordered the carriage round, carelessly asking if the stranger were still there.

The coachman drove up; the stranger was on the steps; the baron went down without looking at him, got into the carriage, and when he was asked by the footman, hat off, whither the coachman was to drive, it first occurred to him that he did not know.

At length he said, "To Ehrenthal's." Meanwhile Ehrenthal had been spending a troubled morning.

He began to suspect that some other, too, was speculating against the baron.

He sent for Pinkus, overwhelmed him with reproaches, and tried in every sort of way to discover whence he had got his capital; but Pinkus had been well schooled: he was bold, rude, and silent.