‘These are things that I already know, Count Herzog, as your activity is well known at the Viennese Court and that of Budapest’.
‘In so many words, a man is needed to continue my work when my tomorrow never comes: a family man. Do you understand?’
‘You’re speaking of Marco Ziani, obviously. I wish you so much luck’.
‘Marco’s gone to waste being in the army and police! He’s cultured, good-looking, quick-witted and knows how to get people to respect him. What he lacks is a little practice in commerce, but he could learn the ropes easily enough’.
‘I concur, provided it is his wish,’ answered Irina unhesitatingly.
‘And that’s where you come in, Irina’.
‘What do you mean by me coming into this?’ she asked with her expression glacial.
‘If you were both courting and became more
