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Updated: June 6, 2025
From the moment I gave him my promise, I promised myself that the old work should be given up for ever: Raoul's fiancée, Raoul's wife, should not be the tool of diplomatists. Besides, as he's a Frenchman, his wife would owe loyalty to France, which Maxine de Renzie never owed. I wanted oh, how much I wanted to be only what Raoul believed me, just a simple, true-hearted woman, with nothing to hide.
It was gorgeous hair, the colour of burnished copper. I had heard a man say once that only two women in the world had hair of that exact shade: Jane Hading and Maxine de Renzie. My heart gave a great bound, and I guessed in an instant why Lisa had brought me here, though how she could have learned where to find the house, I didn't know. "Oh, Lisa!" I reproached her. "How could you?"
For a little while she stood with her long dress gathered up under her cloak: then she darted round the corner and vanished. If she had not appeared again almost at once, I should have had to tell the driver to follow, though I hated the thought of going again into the street where Maxine de Renzie lived.
"A strong, well girl, and tall and beautiful, and admired by everyone, like you or Maxine de Renzie." "What makes you think of her?" asked Di, quickly. "Ivor was just talking to me of her. You know he calls me his 'pal, and tells me things he doesn't tell everybody. He thinks a great deal about Maxine, still."
"And what hotel shall you choose in Paris?" asked the Foreign Secretary. "It should be a good one, I don't need to remind you, where Mademoiselle de Renzie could go without danger of compromising herself, in case she should be recognised in spite of the veil she's pretty certain to wear. Yet it shouldn't be in too central a situation." "Shall it be the Élysèe Palace?" asked Ivor.
Then, what good luck if I should discover the case containing the treaty and go off with it before "J.M." came back! It was not his, and he was a thief: therefore, I should be doing him no wrong and Maxine de Renzie much good by taking it, if he had left it behind, not too well hidden when he went out.
Anyway, he and Miss de Renzie had nothing more than a flirtation. Aunt Lilian told me so. She said Maxine was rather proud to have Ivor dangling about, because everyone likes him, and because his travels and his book were being a lot talked about just then. Naturally, he admired her, because she's beautiful, and a very great actress "
You will wait till Mademoiselle de Renzie appears, which will certainly be as soon as she can possibly manage; and when you and she are alone together, sure that you're not being spied upon, you will put into her hands a small packet which I shall give you before we part to-night." "It sounds simple enough," said Ivor, "if that's all." "It is all. Yet it may be anything but simple."
"'Ah, was this not the necklace which you staying at the Élysée Palace under another name gave to Mademoiselle Maxine de Renzie last evening? was the next question thrown suddenly at Mr. Dundas' head. Now, you see, Mademoiselle, that my story is not dull." "Am I to hear the rest according to your protégé?"
It seemed impossible that anyone could have learned that I was playing messenger between the British Secretary for Foreign Affairs and Maxine de Renzie: still, the danger and difficulty of the apparently simple mission had been so strongly impressed on me that I did not intend to neglect any precaution.
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