CHAPTER XII.
JENNINGS ASKS QUESTIONS "Will you play, Lord Caranby ?" asked Maraquito, when the introduction had been accomplished.
"Pardon me, not at present: in a little time," said the old nobleman, with a polite bow and his eyes on the beautiful face.
"As you like," she answered carelessly; "everyone who comes here does just as he pleases.

Is your nephew coming ?" "I fear not.

He is unwell." Maraquito started.

"Unwell.

Nothing serious, I hope ?" "A slight cold." "Ah! Everyone has colds just now.