CHAPTER XVI.
"To-morrow," the Princess said softly, "we shall have been here a fortnight." Cecil de la Borne came and sat by her side upon the sofa.
"I am afraid," he said, "that leaving out everything else, you have been terribly bored." "I have been nothing of the sort," she answered.

"Of course, the last week has been a strain, but we are not going to talk any more about that.

You prepared us for semi-barbarism, and instead you have made perfect sybarites of us.

I can assure you that though in one way to go will be a release, in another I shall be very sorry." "And I," he said, in a low tone, "shall always be sorry." He let his hand fall upon hers, and looked into her eyes.

The Princess stifled a yawn.