"I have brought Madame a shawl," said the girl, smiling, "for it's getting a little cold," and Sylvia felt touched.

How very kind French people were--how kind and how thoughtful! It struck half-past eight.

Mrs.Bailey and the Comte de Virieu had been talking for quite a long time.
Sylvia jumped up.

"I must go now," she cried, a little regretfully.

"I promised to meet my friend in the hall of the Casino at half-past eight.
She must be there waiting for me, now." "If you will allow me to do so, I will escort you to the Casino," said the Count.
Sylvia ran upstairs to put on her hat and gloves.