From her window there was a lovely view of the Seine winding off to Paris.
"Oh, monsieur, how I used to long to go to Paris! America was too far.

I never even dreamed of it.

But Paris! And only two little glimpses of it--the last when we spent a fortnight there before sailing, to get me some nice frocks...." She had studied hard--but hard! She knew four languages, she told Ruyler proudly.

"I had no _dot_ then, you see.

It was possible I might have to teach one day.