But fate had resuscitated Jean Roussel--the Ballmeyer of her youth.

He had taken steps to let her know that he would never allow her to marry Darzac--that he still loved her.
Mademoiselle Stangerson never for one moment hesitated to confide in Monsieur Darzac.

She showed him the letter in which Jean Roussel asked her to recall the first hours of their union in their beautiful and charming Louisville home.

"The presbytery has lost nothing of its charm, nor the garden its brightness," he had written.

The scoundrel pretended to be rich and claimed the right of taking her back to Louisville.