de Chauxville neither fascinated nor intimidated Miss Delafield.

He therefore disliked her intensely.

His vanity was colossal, and when a Frenchman is vain he is childishly so.
M.de Chauxville watched the door close behind Miss Delafield with a queer smile.

Then he turned suddenly on his heels and faced Mrs.Sydney Bamborough.
"Your cousin," he said, "is a typical Englishwoman--she only conceals her love." "For you ?" enquired Mrs.Sydney Bamborough.
The baron shrugged his shoulders.
"Possibly.

One can never tell.