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"You do not suppose," she said, "that I have found it necessary to take the whole world into my confidence." "You mean," Jeanne said, "that people don't know that I am not a great heiress?" "Certainly not," the Princess replied, "or we should scarcely be here." "The Count de Brensault?" Jeanne asked. "He does not know, of course," the Princess answered. "He is a rich man.
However, we will not talk about that. I sent for you to tell you that De Brensault is really in earnest about Jeanne. He is dining here to-night. I will get some other people and we will have bridge. De Brensault is conceited, and a bad player, and what is most important of all, he can afford to lose." Forrest began to look a little less gloomy.
The Princess looked at him thoughtfully. "I wonder," she said, "whether I could trust you." "Trust me, of course you could, dear Princess!" De Brensault exclaimed eagerly. "I will be kind to her, I promise you. Be sensible. She would feel this way with any one. You yourself have said so. There can be no more suitable marriage for her than with me. Let us call it arranged.
She is quite pretty," he added with an involuntary note of condescension in his tone. "I am very pleased with her. In fact I am quite attracted." "You will remember," the Princess said, dropping her voice a little, "that before anything definite is said, you and I must have a little conversation." De Brensault twirled his moustache.
I owe more money than I can pay for your dresses, for the carriage, for the house here. Nothing but your marriage will put us straight again. You must make up your mind to this. The Count de Brensault is so much in love with you that he will ask no questions. You must marry him." Jeanne drew herself away from her stepmother's touch.
De Brensault looked thoughtful for a moment or two. "Perhaps," he said, "it would be better if I had a business interview with her trustees before the ceremony." "Just as you like," the Princess answered carelessly. "Monsieur Laplanche is in Cairo just now, but he will be back in Paris in a few weeks' time. Perhaps you would rather delay everything until then?" "No!"
I would so much rather go straight home. I have not had such a good time since I have been in London." The Duke offered her his arm, ignoring altogether Count De Brensault, who was standing by. "At least," he said, "you will permit me to see you to your carriage." The Princess smiled graciously.
"No, it is not that at all," Jeanne answered sweetly. "It is simply that I do not like you. You must not mind if I tell you the truth. You see I have only just come from boarding-school, and there we were always taught to be quite truthful." De Brensault stared at her again. This was the most extraordinary young woman whom he had ever met in his life.
The Princess shrugged her shoulders. "My dear Count," she said, "you do not know what our expenses are. Jeanne is extravagant, so am I extravagant. It is all very well for her, but for me it is another matter. I shall be a poor woman when I have resigned my charge." De Brensault handed the cheque across. "You will not find me," he said, "ungrateful. And now, my dear lady, let us talk about Jeanne.
Andrew, he felt, was no more of a marrying man than he himself, and he was the last person in the world to ever think of marrying a great heiress. They found him waiting about outside. "I must relinquish my charge," the Duke said smiling. "You will not forget, Miss Le Mesurier?" "I am never likely to," she answered gratefully. The Count de Brensault had seldom been in a worse temper.
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