CHAPTER IV.
JANE VOLUNTEERS The duchess plumped down her basket in the middle of the strawberry table.
"There, good people!" she said, rather breathlessly.

"Help yourselves, and let me see you all wearing roses to-night.

And the concert-room is to be a bower of roses.

We will call it 'LA FETE DES ROSES.' ...

No, thank you, Ronnie.