"Then you did not send for me, Olga?"

"Send for you at this time of night? MON DIEU! Jean, do you think
that I am quite mad?"

"Francois telephoned me to come at once; that you were in trouble
and wanted me."

"Francois? Who in the world is Francois?"

"He said that he was in your service. He spoke as though I should
recall the fact."

"There is no one by that name in my employ. Some one has played
a joke upon you, Jean," and Olga laughed.

"I fear that it may be a most sinister `joke,' Olga," he replied.
"There is more back of it than humor."

"What do you mean? You do not think that--"

"Where is the count?" he interrupted.

"At the German ambassador's."

"This is another move by your estimable brother. Tomorrow the count
will hear of it. He will question the servants. Everything will
point to--to what Rokoff wishes the count to think."