more and more perplexed. The last measure of the polonaise had just ceased, the guests were walking around, the arch was filled again. Charming dancers moved about him; he was now carefully watching the dangerous lines of beauty and grace, but the lady of his thoughts was nowhere to be seen. Was she in one of the side halls, seeking an atmosphere more in keeping with her nature?
The Emperor was at last convinced that for the time being his investigation of state affairs was at an end, and that for the remainder of the night it would be more interesting to find the proud, questioning eyes, and discover, if possible, by what power they penetrated to the depths of human hearts. So, very graciously dimissing the fat councilman, who heaved a sigh of relief, he motioned to his host. The Count quickly came to see what service he could render his illustrious master.
“I have had enough of those investigations, dear Felsenburk,” he said, “they tired me out, and now I must rest. Your ball is near-
