The younger threw her arms around her, but never took her eyes from the flushed countenance of Victor de Saumaise.
"Indeed!" replied the vicomte coolly; "and how do you account for that ?" He spoke with that good nature which deceives only those who are not banterers themselves.
"It is not necessary to particularize," proudly, "to a gentleman of your wide accomplishments." "Monsieur de Saumaise, your servant," said the vicomte.

"Ladies, I beg of you to accept my apologies.

I admit the extent of my rudeness, Mademoiselle." He bowed and turned away, leaving Victor puzzled and diffident.
"Mademoiselle de Vaudemont," he said, "is it possible that I see you here in Rochelle ?" How his heart beat at the sight of that figure standing by the mantel.
"And you, Monsieur; what are you doing here ?" "I am contemplating a journey to Spain," carelessly.
"Success to your journey," said Anne, frankly holding out a hand.

But she was visibly distressed as she glanced at her companion.

"Is the Vicomte d'Halluys going to Spain also ?" smiling.
Victor shrugged.