Mademoiselle permits me ?" He stooped and raised her cold hand to his lips.

Jeanne looked at him with the fascinated despair of some stricken animal.

The Princess rose to her feet.

It was wonderful, this--a triumph beyond all thought.
"Jeanne, my child," she said, "you are the most fortunate girl I know, to have inspired a devotion so great.

Count," she added, "you are wonderful.