said Miss Morris, as they seated themselves at the table.
"What is your next move? What do you mean to do now?"

"The rest is very simple," said Carlton. "To-morrow morning I
will go to the Row; I will be sure to find some one there who
knows all about them--where they are going, and who they are
seeing, and what engagements they may have. Then it will only
be a matter of looking up some friend in the Household or in
one of the embassies who can present me."

"Oh," said Miss Morris, in the tone of keenest disappointment,
"but that is such a commonplace ending! You started out so
romantically. Couldn't you manage to meet her in a less
conventional way?"

"I am afraid not," said Carlton. "You see, I want to meet her
very much, and to meet her very soon, and the quickest way of
meeting her, whether it's romantic or not, isn't a bit too
quick for me. There will be romance enough after I am
presented, if I have my way."

But Carlton was not to have his way; for he had overlooked the
fact that it requires as many to make an introduction as a
bargain, and he had left the Duke of Hohenwald out of his
considerations. He met many people he knew in the Row the
next morning; they asked him to lunch, and brought their
horses up to the rail, and he patted the horses' heads, and
led the conversation around to the royal wedding, and through
it to the Hohenwalds. He learned that they had attended a
reception at the German Embassy on the previous night, and it