Then I couldn't bear to think that I had written these foolish letters, and that, perhaps, Mr.Dundas might have kept them.

I wrote and asked if he had.

He answered that he had every one, and valued them immensely, but if I wished, he would either burn all, or bring them to me, whichever I chose.

I chose to have him bring them, and I told him that I'd meet him at the Elysee Palace Hotel on a certain evening, to receive the letters from him." "He came, as I said, under another name.

Why was that, Mademoiselle, since there was nothing for him to be ashamed of ?" "He also is in love, and just engaged to be married to an American girl who lives with relations in London, in a very high position.