"Quite," she retorted, "and worse."
"Strange! Now, I thought that a pretty woman would have found English country life peculiarly attractive.""Yes! so did I," she said with a sigh, "Pretty women," she added meditatively, "ought to have a good time in England, since all the pleasant things are forbidden them--the very things they do every day.""Quite so!"
"You'll hardly believe it, my little Chauvelin," she said earnestly, "but I often pass a whole day--a whole day--without encountering a single temptation.""No wonder," retorted Chauvelin, gallantly, "that the cleverest woman in Europe is troubled with ENNUI."She laughed one of her melodious, rippling, childlike laughs.
