The decoction was served clear, with sugar if desired, and a slice of lemon, and Jennie thought it the most delicious brew she had ever tasted.
"I am so sorry," whispered the Princess to Jennie when an opportunity occurred, "but the Countess Stron has sent a messenger to say that she cannot be present this afternoon.

It seems her husband, the Premier, is ill, and she, like a good wife, remains at home to nurse him.

This rather upsets our plans, doesn't it ?" "Oh, I don't know," replied Jennie.

"It is more than likely that the wife of the Premier would be exceedingly careful not to discuss any political question in this company.

I have counted more upon the wife of a lesser official than upon the Countess Stron." "You are right," said the Princess, "and now come with me.