"What!" said he; "is it you that I have been keeping waiting? Pray pardon me. Pray go into my private room; and this gentleman is with you? Do me the favor, sir, to come with us."
He was about to follow his guests, when one of the ladies started forward.
"One word with you, sir, for goodness sake!" cried she.
Van Klopen turned sharply upon her.
"What is the matter?" asked he.
"My bill for three thousand francs falls due to-morrow."
"I have come to beg you will renew it for two months, or say one month, on whatever terms you like."
"In two months," answered the man brutally, "you will be no more able to pay than you are to-day. If you can't pay it, it will be noted."