Here is Mr.Savelli, whom you are so anxious to meet." Paul bowed politely.

His head being full of his Princess, he was vaguely puzzled as to the reasons for which Lady Danesborough desired his acquaintance.
"You don't remember me," she said.
He looked at her squarely for the first time; then started back.

"Good God!" he cried involuntarily.

"Good God! I've been wanting to find you all my life.

I never knew your name.