I must say that I've never seen her out without a chaperon before, except with Prince Karl.
They say he'd marry her--morganatically, of course--if they'd let him, and if the lady were willing.

If you want to know anything more about her, go into Gray's room." Norgate looked up from his letters.
"Why Gray's room?
How does she come into his department ?" Ansell shook his head.
"No idea.

I fancy she is there, though." Norgate left the room a few minutes later, and, strolling across the hall of the Embassy, made his way to an apartment at the back of the house.

It was plainly furnished, there were bars across the window, and three immense safes let into the wall.

An elderly gentleman, with gold-rimmed spectacles and a very benevolent expression, was busy with several books of reference before him, seated at a desk.