Then Ehrenthal sent for Itzig.
Itzig was nowhere to be found.
Consequently, Ehrenthal was in a very bad temper when the baron returned, and he told him dryly that the day had come when his payments must cease.

A painful scene ensued; the baron left the office in bitter mood, and determined to pay a last visit to an early comrade, who was known to be a rich man.
It was past four when he returned hopeless to his lodgings.

A thin figure was leaning against the steps, and bowed low to the baron as he hurried past.

His strength was exhausted; he sat on the sofa as he had done the day before, and blindly stared before him.

He knew there was no rescue but that which waited on the steps below.