"Of me? Have you not seen how they insult me from both sides?"
"The father adores you."
"Ah, where are you from, then, mon cher comte?"
"From the Undying Lands, if you wish."
"It's not distant enough."
Laughing, they arrived at the Count's palace.
"Will you have anything with your tea?" inquired Monte Fato, as they entered one of his salons.
"I should like to smoke," replied the viscount.
The Count pointed his Ring towards the door to the servants' quarters. In one second, Gali appeared with two chibouques and some excellent bourzoum-ichy. As the two lit up, the sounds of the guzla wafted into the room; Réginard listened enchanted.
"You are devoted to music tonight; you have not escaped the piano of Mlle. de Sacqueville-Danglars but to be caught by the guzla of Shélobe."
