For a whole year Eugenia did not dare to appear at Court, but had to remain immured in her country-house, where she heard that Belmarana had married De Pel! It was for her money, of course.

Rich as Croesus, and as wicked as the black man below! as dear papa used to say.

By the way, weren't we talking of Evan?
Ah,--yes!' And so forth.

The Countess was immensely admired, and though her sisters said that she was 'foreignized' overmuch, they clung to her desperately.
She seemed so entirely to have eclipsed tailordom, or 'Demogorgon,' as the Countess was pleased to call it.

Who could suppose this grand-mannered lady, with her coroneted anecdotes and delicious breeding, the daughter of that thing?
It was not possible to suppose it.
It seemed to defy the fact itself.
They congratulated her on her complete escape from Demogorgon.