I do not deny that he may have some good in him, and that he understands medicine; but there is something wrong--" And Madame Denise shook her head forlornly a great number of times.
None of her statements deterred me from my intention, and I was delighted when I found myself fairly installed at the Hotel Mars.

Zara gave me a beautiful room next to her own; she had taken pains to fit it up herself with everything that was in accordance with my particular tastes, such as a choice selection of books; music, including many of the fascinating scores of Schubert and Wagner; writing materials; and a pretty, full-toned pianette.

My window looked out on a small courtyard, which had been covered over with glass and transformed into a conservatory.

I could enter it by going down a few steps, and could have the satisfaction of gathering roses and lilies of the valley, while outside the east wind blew and the cold snowflakes fell over Paris.

I wrote to Mrs.Everard from my retreat, and I also informed the Challoners where they could find me if they wanted me.