Her bow was returned, indifferently by Evelyn, but by Hugh with eyes of
steel, and a mouth of bronze. If he had cut her, he would have shown
less contempt than in that stiff raising of the hat.

Julie turned and walked straight down to the Condamine, forgetting that
her shoes were tight.




[Illustration: CHAPTER NINE]

THE LAST WORD OF MADEMOISELLE


[Illustration: R]

Rosemary chose the toys for the children of the rock village, and then
the "picnic" began.

The car whizzed them up the zigzag road to La Turbie, while the noon
sunshine still gilded Caesar's Trophy. They lunched in the Moorish
restaurant, and then sped on along the Upper Corniche, with a white sea
of snow mountains billowing away to the right, and a sea of sapphire
spreading to the horizon, on their left.

Out from orange groves and olives they saw the hill of Éze rising like a
horn; while on its almost pointed apex, the old town hung like some
carved fetish, to keep away the witches.