"Dine with me downstairs at eight o'clock on my return." Dominey, descending about an hour later, found his friend Seaman already established at a small, far-away table set in one of the recesses of the grill room.

He was welcomed with a little wave of the hand, and cocktails were at once ordered.
"I have done your errand," Seaman announced.

"Since my visit I am bound to admit that I realise a little more fully your anxiety." "You probably had not met the Princess before ?" "I had not.

I must confess that I found her a lady of somewhat overpowering temperament.

I fancy, my young friend," Seaman continued, with a twitch at the corner of his lips, "that somewhere about August next year you will find your hands full." "August next year can take care of itself," was the cool reply.
"In the meantime," Seaman continued, "the Princess understands the situation and is, I think, impressed.