Au revoir, Prince." And without giving Serge time to answer him, Herzog reached the boudoir where his daughter was waiting with impatience.

Behind him came the Prince looking rather troubled.

The financier's words had awakened importunate ideas in his mind.

Was it true that he had been duped by Madame Desvarennes, and that the latter, while affecting airs of greatness and generosity, had tied him like a noodle to her daughter's apron-string?
He made an effort to regain his serenity.
"Micheline loves me and all will be well," said he to himself.
Madame Desvarennes joined the young married people.

The rooms were clearing by degrees.