She wore long pearl earrings, and a hat with white feathers which drooped over her fair hair.

Laverick recognized her at once.
"It is Mademoiselle Idiale," he said, "the most wonderful soprano in the world." "Why does she look so at you ?" Zoe asked.
Laverick shook his head.
"I do not know her," he said.

"I know who she is, of course,--every one does.

She is a Servian, and they say that she is devoted to her country.

She left Vienna at a moment's notice, only a few days ago, and they say that it was because she had sworn never to sing again before the enemies of her country.