Naumoff bent over me. I felt his icy hands passing over my face. Then we
remained quite silent in the dark.
Slowly, reluctantly Kamarowsky's footsteps had passed away down the
corridor....
I mustered strength enough to whisper to Naumoff: "Go--send Elise to
me--quickly!"
Naumoff obeyed.
Yes, Nicolas Naumoff--submissive soul!--has always obeyed.