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I laid my hand on Wetter's shoulder, saying: "My dear friend, have you forgotten me Baron de Neberhausen?" He looked up with a start, but when he saw me his eyes softened. He clasped my hand. "Neberhausen?" he said. "Yes; we met in Forstadt." "To be sure," he laughed. "May I present my friend to you? M. le Baron de Neberhausen, M. Struboff. You will know Struboff's name.
Now I had only a month; but the images were with me, importunate and pleading. I was asking whether I could not, even now, save something out of life. Three days later found me established in a hotel in the Place Vendome at Paris, Vohrenlorf my only companion. I was in strictest incognito; Baron de Neberhausen was my name.
Again!" he answered. The door that faced us was thrown open, and Coralie stood before me in a loose gown of a dark-red colour. Before she could speak, Wetter darted forward, pulling me after him. "I have the distinguished honour to present my friend, M. de Neberhausen," he said. "You may remember meeting him at Forstadt." Coralie looked for a moment at each of us in turn.
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