He conceals it cleverly enough, but he hates England with all the fervour of a zealot.

Naida is unconvinced.
She is to be won.

And Prince Shan--" "Well, what about him ?" Nigel demanded, a little carried away by Maggie's earnestness.
She shook her head.
"I don't know," she confessed.

"If the stories one hears about him are true, no man nor any woman could ever influence him.

At least, though, one could watch and hope." "Prince Shan is supposed to be coming to Paris, not to London," Nigel remarked.
"If he goes to Paris," Maggie said, "Naida and Immelan will go.