He was not the favorite with Ma'm'selle Diana, nor with Monsieur Von Taer.

For myself, I hated him." There was decided emphasis to the last sentence.

Louise believed her and felt a little relieved.
From the _melange_ of apparel a modest outfit was obtained to clothe the girl with decency and comfort, if not in the prevailing style.

The fit left much to be desired, yet Louise did not complain, as weightier matters were now occupying her mind.
The toilet completed, Madame Cerise disappeared to get a tray containing a good breakfast.

She seemed exceedingly attentive.
"If you will give me the proper directions I will start for home at once," announced Louise, with firm resolve, while eating her egg and toast.
"I am unable to give you directions, and I cannot let you go, ma'm'selle," was the equally firm reply.