Cattie had nerved herself for a violent scene of
anger — explanation — ah ! yes — and for reconcilia-
tion, but not for this sudden renunciation. " I can
bear no more, I can bear no more," she went on
repeating his last words as if they had taken away
her reason. At last she rung the bell: "Francine,"
to her maid, " go and tell M. de Jen5ay I want to
speak to him — I am ill."

Mademoiselle Francine came back with a very
important face.
" Well ! "

" Monsieur le Comte is not at home."

"Get my clothes off, and put. me into bed — call
Yolande."



CHAPTER XV,

WITHIN AN ACE.
With hard tearless sobs Cattie related to Yolande
what had happened.
