Our hopes are lost: lost by one miserable trifler, ignorant, fretful, fitful--who will have disappeared to-morrow, who knows?
to his boorish pleasures!' Any peg would do for Gondremark.

'The thing!' he cried, striking his brow.

'Fool, not to have thought of it! Madam, without perhaps knowing it, you have solved our problem.' 'What do you mean?
Speak!' she said.
He appeared to collect himself; and then, with a smile, 'The Prince,' he said, 'must go once more a-hunting.' 'Ay, if he would!' cried she, 'and stay there!' 'And stay there,' echoed the Baron.

It was so significantly said, that her face changed; and the schemer, fearful of the sinister ambiguity of his expressions, hastened to explain.

'This time he shall go hunting in a carriage, with a good escort of our foreign lancers.