"Good-night! What, Ivan," as he perceived the Prince attiring himself in his great-coat and hat, "are you also going ?" "Yes, I am off," he replied, with a kind of forced gaiety; "I am bad company for anyone to-night, and I won't inflict myself upon you, Casimir.

Au revoir! I will put mademoiselle into the carriage if she will permit me." We went down the steps together, Heliobas watching us from the open door.

As the Prince assisted me into the brougham, he whispered: "Are you one of them!" I looked at him in bewilderment.
"One of them!" I repeated.

"What do you mean ?" "Never mind," he muttered impatiently, as he made a pretence of covering me with the fur rugs inside the carriage: "if you are not now, you will be, or Zara would not have kissed you.

If you ever have the chance ask her to think of me at my best.