CHAPTER XXXII.
AN INTERESTING MEETING Hunterleys leaned suddenly forward across the little round table.
"The question of whether or no you shall pay your respects to Monsieur Douaille," he remarked, "is solved.

Unless I am very much mistaken, we are going to have an exceedingly interesting luncheon-party on our right." "Monsieur Douaille----" Mr.Simpson began, a little eagerly.
"And the others," Hunterleys interrupted.

"Don't look around for a moment.

This is almost historical." Monsieur Ciro himself, bowing and smiling, was ushering a party of guests to a round table upon the terrace, in the immediate vicinity of the two men.

Mr.Grex, with his daughter and Lady Hunterleys on one side and Monsieur Douaille on the other, were in the van.