"Catherine!" The girl rose slowly to her feet.

The Princess was leaning on the back of a chair, dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief and sobbing hysterically.

Lord Shervinton's voice was heard outside.
"What the devil is all this commotion ?" he demanded.
He, too, crossed the threshold and remained transfixed.

The Earl closed the door firmly and stood with his back against it.
"Come," he said, "we will have no more spectators to this disgraceful scene.

Julian, kindly remember you are not in your bachelor apartments.
You are in the house over which your mother presides.