And you shall then hear all the story of the past on my breast.

You shall know how near you have been to my loving heart in all these weary years.

The story of your own dear mother's life shall be my wedding present to you.

Yet, a few days more of watchful patience," softly sighed Alixe.
"For we must not let Andrew Fraser wake for a moment from his frenzy of Thibetan study until we can force from him the permission which we will demand to visit you, and to free you from his control." Prince Djiddin paced solemnly back toward the Banker's Folly, leaving the overjoyed maid to bundle up all her many gifts.

A grateful wink to Jules Victor from the Prince rewarded the disguised valet, as he gayly sped away to meet his mistress, and to obtain her orders for the next day.