the gentlemen as too
cold, discussed by some, adored by others, understood by none,
dreaded by some high in power, plotted against by others yet more
high in place.

She cast a hurried glance now at the clock which, tall and solemn,
stood near by in the hall. It was upon the stroke of midnight
only. Turning half questioningly to her maid, she heard a
footfall. The manager of the hotel himself came to greet her,
carrying a card in his hand, and with a bow, asking her attention.

"Well, then," began the young woman, in perfect English, glancing
at the card. Her dark eyes rose to meet his. "It is impossible,"
she said. "You know my wishes very well."

"But, my dear Countess, have you noted this name?" began the
manager.

"Of course, I know it. All the more reason there should be
mistake."

"But I assure you, my dear Countess--"

A step sounded near by, and the curtains swung back, disclosing the
entrance to one of the adjoining parlors of the hotel. The figure
of a well-built and hale gentleman, past middle age, of dignified
carriage and pleasant features, was revealed. Half hesitating, he
advanced.

"My dear lady," he began, in a deep and melodious voice, "I come to
you doubly handicapped, both as intruder and eavesdropper. I could
not avoid hearing what you have said, and as listeners hear no good
of themselves, I venture to interrupt. I am anxious that your
first impression of me should be a good one, Madam!"

She dropped him a curtsy which was grace itself, her dark eyes
looking straight into his face. Surprise brought a slightly
heightened color to her cheek. Seeing her perturbation, the
unbidden guest hastened to make what amends were possible.

[Illustration: She dropped him a curtsy.]

"You were saying it was a mistake, dear lady. But if so, the
intrusion was on my part. I have wished to meet you quietly, if
such may be your pleasure. I am alone. Opportunity has lacked for
earlier announcement, for I have but reached town this evening."

She looked from one to the other still questioningly. The manager
of the hotel, feeling discretion to be the best card to play,
hurriedly bowed, and hastened away.

The Countess St. Auban hesitated for an instant, but guessed some
errand here worth knowing. Having herself entered the inner room,
with grace she signified that the elderly gentleman should first be
placed; then, seating herself upon a divan somewhat nearer to the
door and hence in