I will not leave Monte Carlo before May.

Half that sum--three hundred louis, mind--must come to me on trust; the other three hundred afterwards.

Never fear but that I will give satisfaction.
Keep your part of the bargain," he added, under his breath, "and the Wolves' fangs are already in this man's throat." He danced again.

The two men watched him.

Draconmeyer's face was as still and colourless as ever.