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To my amazement, Lola Brandt told
him quite simply:
"I am thinking of living with my husband again."
"Has the traitor been annoying you?" he asked with a touch of
fierceness.
"Oh, no! It's my own idea. I'm tired of living alone. I don't even know
where he is."
"Do you want to know where he is?"
"How can I communicate with him unless I do?"
Anastasius Papadopoulos rose, struck an attitude, and thumped his
breast.
"I will seek him for you at the ends of the earth, and will bring him to
prostrate himself at your feet."
"That's very kind of you, Anastasius," said Lola gently; "but what will
become of your cats?"
The dwarf raised his hand impressively.
"The Almighty will have them in His keeping. I have also my pupil and
assistant, Quast."
Lola smiled indulgently from her cushions, showing her curious even
teeth.
"You mustn't do anything so mad, Anastasius, I forbid you."
"Madame," said he in a most stately manner, "when I devote myself, it is
to the death. I have the honour to salute you!"--he bowed over her
hand and kissed it.


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