There were at any rate offers enough he could make; perhaps he had hitherto not been sufficiently explicit in doing so.

"I wish you would ask something of me," he presently said.

"Is there nothing I can do for you?
If you can't stand this dull life any more, let me amuse you!" The Baroness had sunk once more into a chair, and she had taken up a fan which she held, with both hands, to her mouth.

Over the top of the fan her eyes were fixed on him.

"You are very strange to-night," she said, with a little laugh.
"I will do anything in the world," he rejoined, standing in front of her.