"Also I may as well confide to you my whole perplexity: I suspect Count Larinski of being neither a true Larinski nor a true count; I would stake my life that the Larinskis are all dead, and that this man is some adventurer." "You will end by interesting me," rejoined the princess.

"Do not speak too severely of adventurers, however; they are one of the most curious varieties of the human family.

Let your goddaughter marry hers; it will bring a piquant element into her life; the poor world is so generally a prey to ennui." "Thank you! my goddaughter was not born to marry an adventurer.

I detest this Larinski, and I have vowed that I will play him some abominable trick!" "Do not become excited, my dear.

What colour are his eyes ?" "Green as those of the cats or of the owls." Once more the eyes of Princess Gulof flashed and twinkled, and she cried: "An adventurer with green eyes! Why, it is a superb match, and I find you hard to please." "You grieve me, princess," said Mme.