We lost him in Vienna and found him again in Sofia.

What does it mean, I wonder?
What does it mean ?" "I have been talking to him for twenty minutes in here before you came," Draconmeyer said.

"I tried to gain his confidence.

He told me nothing.
He never even mentioned that journey of his." Selingman was sitting drumming upon the table with his broad fingertips.
"Sofia!" he murmured.

"And now--here! Draconmeyer, there is work before us.