zy and English and
phlegmatic--I'd like to make him crazy with love--but he looked at you,
you little witch, not at me at all."

"You are welcome to him, Morri--I don't care for Englishmen. Good-night,
pet," and Mrs. Howard kissed her friend, and going in to her room, she
shut the door.

CHAPTER VI

More than a week went by, and it seemed quite natural now to Lord
Fordyce to shape his days according to the plans of the American party,
and when they met at the Schlossbrunn in the morning at half-past seven,
and he and Mr. Cloudwater and the Princess had drunk their tumblers of
water together, their custom was to go on down to the town and there
find Sabine, who had bought their slices of ham and their rolls, and
awaited them at the end of the Alte Weise with the pink paper bags, and
then the four proceeded to walk to the Kaiser Park to breakfast.

This meal was so merry, Mrs. Howard tantalizing the others by having
cream in her coffee and sugar upon her wild strawberries, while they
were only permitted to take theirs plain.

During the stroll there it was Sabine's custom persistently to adhere to
the side of Mr. Cloudwater, leaving the other two tete-a-tete--and,
delightful as Lord Fordyce found the Princess, this irritated him. He
discovered himself, as the days advanced, to be experiencing a distinct
longing to know what was passing in that little head, whose violet eyes
looked out with so much mystery and shadow in their depths. He could not
tell himself that she avoided him; she was always friendly and casual
and perfectly at her ease, but no extra look of pleasure or welcome for
him personally ever came into her face, and never once had he been able
to speak to her really alone. Mr. Cloudwater and the two ladies drove
back from breakfast each day, and he was left to take his exercises and
his bath. Now and then he had encountered the Princess in the near woods
just before luncheon, returning from the Kaiserbad, but Mrs. Howard
never--and when he inquired how she spent her time, she replied however
she happened to fancy, which gave him no clue as to where he might find
her--and with all her frank charm, she was not a person to whom it was
easy to put a direct question. Lord Fordyce began to grow too interested
for his peace of mind. When he realized this, he got very angry with
himself. He had never permitted a woman to be anything but a mild
recreation in his life, and at forty it was a little late to b