He put on his glasses and looked again.

The name of Ferralti was no place in the record.
"Then there is no such count, Signor Floriano." "And no such noble family, Signor Merrick." Uncle John whistled softly and walked away to the window.

The young man greeted him with a smile and a bow.
"I misunderstood your name last evening," he said.

"I thought you were Count Ferralti." "And that is right, sir," was the prompt reply.

"Allow me to offer you my card." Uncle John took the card and read: "CONTE LEONARDI FERRALTI, Milano, Italia." He carefully placed the card in his pocket-book.
"Thank you," said he.