A wonderful pair, indeed! When May comes, they go to the music-halls in Paris and London." Draconmeyer nodded approval.
"Coulois was the name," he whispered to Selingman, as the man moved away.
The place filled up slowly.

Presently the supper was served.

Selingman ate with appetite, Draconmeyer only sparingly.

The latter, however, drank more freely than usual.

The wine had, nevertheless, curiously little effect upon him, save for a slight additional brightness of the eyes.