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On sending his nas he was i-room in confusion--the furniture covered with linen, the bric-à-brac gone, and three stea outside the door All of which , for Olivia was there alone

She ca a little and very pale but, St George thought, even more beautiful than she had been the day before She was dressed for walking and had on a sober little hat, and straightway St George secretly wondered how he could ever have approved of anything so flagrant as a Gainsborough She lifted her veil as they sat down, and St George liked that To complete his capitulation she turned to a little table set before the bowing flarate

"This is breakfast," she told him; "won't you have a cup of tea and a muffin? Aunt Medora will be back presently froe blessed Mrs Hastings

"You are really leaving to-day, Miss Holland?" he asked, noting the little ringless hand that gave hi," she assented, "at noon to-day Mr Frothinghareat comfort to me The prince doesn't know about her yet," she added naïvely, "but he ly Unless all signs failed, he reflected, Yaque had sohter of its sovereign

"Where does the prince appoint?" he asked

He listened in entire disapproval while she told him of the place below quarantine where they were to board the submarine The prince, it appeared, had sent his servant early thatto assure them that all was in readiness, a bit of oriental courtesy which h it explained the prole Street When she had finished, St George rose and stood before the fire, looking down at her from a world of uncertainty

"I don't like it, Miss Holland," he declared, and hesitated, divided between the desire to tell her that he was going too, and the fear lest Mrs Hastings should arrive fro it all froed "This is my last breakfast in America for a tie, I want--oh, I want to tell you how greatly I appreciate--"

"Ah, please," urged St George, and smiled while he protested, "you see, I've been very selfish about the whole matter I'm selfish now to be here at all when, I dare say, you've no end of things to do"