The perfect ease of his manner bespoke a practised familiarity with the position difficult.

His last parting with Paul and Steinmetz had been, to say the least of it, strained.

Maggie, he knew, disliked and distrusted him.

Etta hated and feared him.
He was in riding costume--a short fur jacket, fur gloves, a cap in his hand, and a silver-mounted crop.

A fine figure of a man--smart, well turned out, well-groomed--a gentleman.
"Prince," he said frankly, "I have come to throw myself upon your generosity.