After the fish, which made a certain sensation, the count exchanged glances with the other committeemen.

" There will be many toasts, it's time to begin," he whispered, and taking up his glass, he rose.

All were silent, waiting for what he would say.

"To the health of our Sovereign, the Emperor!" he cried, and at the same moment his kindly eyes grew moist with tears of joy and enthusiasm.