nds how much that is
worth."

The Duke looked at her, and seemed half inclined to say something.
Whatever it may have been, however, he thought better of it. He
contented himself with taking her hand in his and shaking it warmly.

"Good night," he said, "little Miss Jeanne, and remember, No. 51,
Grosvenor Square. If I am not there, I have a very nice old housekeeper
who will look after you until I turn up."

"No. 51," she repeated softly. "No, I shall not forget!"

CHAPTER VIII

The Princess and Jeanne drove homewards in a silence which remained
unbroken until the last few minutes. The events of the evening had been
somewhat perplexing to the former. She scarcely understood even now why
a great personage like the Duke of Westerham had shown such interest in
her charge.

"Tell me, Jeanne," she asked at last, "why is the Duke of Westerham so
friendly with your fisherman?"

Jeanne raised her eyebrows slightly.

"'My fisherman,' as you call him," she answered, "is, after all, Andrew
de la Borne! They were at school together."

"That is all very well," the Princess answered, "but I cannot see what
possible sympathy there can be between them now. Their stations in life
are altogether different. You talked with the Duke for some time,
Jeanne?"

"He was very kind to me," Jeanne answered.

"Did he give you any idea," the Princess asked, "as to why he was
staying down at Salthouse with Mr. Andrew?"

"None at all," Jeanne answered.

"You know very well," the Princess continued, "of what I am thinking.
Did he speak to you at all of Major Forrest?"

"Not a word," Jeanne answered.

"Of his brother, then?"

"He did not mention his name," Jeanne declared.

"He asked you no questions at all about anything which may have
happened at the Red Hall?"

Jeanne shook her head.

"Certainly not!"

"You do not think, then," the Princess persisted, "that it was for the
sake of gaining information about his brother that he talked with you
so much?"

"Why should I think so?" Jeanne asked. "He scarcely mentioned any of
your names even. He talked to me simply out of kindness, and I think
because he knew that Mr. Andrew and I were friends."

The Princess smiled.

"You seem," she remarked, "to have made quite a conquest. I
congratulate you. The Duke has not the reputation of being an easy man
to get on with."

The carriage pulled up before their house in Berkeley Square, and the
Princess did not pursue the subj