The old gentleman by that cabinet is the Baron von Marhof, the Ambassador from Austria-Hungary.

He's a brother-in-law of Count von Stroebel, who was murdered so horribly in a railway carriage a few weeks ago." "Ah, to be sure! I haven't seen the Baron in years.

He has changed little." "Then you knew him,--in the old country ?" "Yes; I used to see him--when I was a boy," remarked Armitage.
Mrs.Sanderson glanced at Armitage sharply.

She had dined at his ranch house in Montana and knew that he lived like a gentleman,--that his house, its appointments and service were unusual for a western ranchman.
And she recalled, too, that she and her husband had often speculated as to Armitage's antecedents and history, without arriving at any conclusion in regard to him.
The room had slowly filled and they strolled about, dividing attention between distinguished personages and the not less celebrated works of art.
"Oh, by the way, Mr.Armitage, there's the girl I have chosen for you to marry.

I suppose it would be just as well for you to meet her now, though that dark little foreigner seems to be monopolizing her." "I am wholly agreeable," laughed Armitage.