for me,--so he ought; he behaved to me like a monster."

"Alas! I know nothing of Milord Sir Boulby. Were you never in England
yourself?"

"Never," with a coquettish side-glance; "I should like so much to go. I
have a foible for the English in spite of that _vilain petit Boulby_.
Who is it gave you the commission for me? Ha! I guess, le Capitaine
Nelton."

"No. What year, Madame, if not impertinent, were you at Aix-la-
Chapelle?"

"You mean Baden? I was there seven years ago, when I met le Capitaine
Nelton, _bel homme aux cheveux rouges_."

"But you have been at Aix?"

"Never."

"I have, then, been mistaken, Madame, and have only to offer my most
humble apologies."

"But perhaps you will favour me with a visit, and we may on further
conversation find that you are not mistaken. I can't stay now, for I am
engaged to dance with the Belgian of whom, no doubt, M. Lemercier has
told you."

"No, Madame, he has not."