Have you met my new admirer, Mr.
Cecil de la Borne ?" Forrest shook his head.
"Do you mean a dandified-looking boy whom you were driving with in the Park yesterday ?" The Princess nodded.
"We met him a week or so ago," she answered, "and he has been very attentive.

He has a country place down in Norfolk, which from his description is, I should think, like a castle in Hermitland.

Jeanne and I are dining with him to-night at the Savoy.

You and Engleton must come, too.

I can arrange it.