CHAPTER IX.
The Count de Brensault called in Berkeley Square at three o'clock precisely that afternoon, but it was the Princess who received him, and the Princess was alone.
"Well ?" he asked, a little eagerly.

"Mademoiselle Jeanne is more reasonable, eh?
You have good news ?" The Princess motioned him to a seat.
"I think," she said, "we had forgotten how young Jeanne really is.

The idea of getting married to any one seems to terrify her.

After all, why should we wonder at it?
The school where she was brought up was a very, very strict one, and this plunge into life has been a little sudden." "You think, then," De Brensault asked eagerly, "that it is not I personally whom she objects to so much ?" "Certainly not," the Princess answered.

"It is simply you as the man whom it is proposed that she should marry that she dislikes.