"I don't know."
"They must have. They have the air. Will they do anything for you?"
Her face contracted. The look of youth had fled and left her haggard.
"I have not accepted anything."
"Have they offered it?"
"No."
"There! you see! No doubt they will."
"Why did you come over here?" she cried irrepressibly.
But he ignored the question.
"The prince is much disturbed about you," he volunteered, throwing it into the talk as if it were of no particular validity, but only interesting as one chose to take it.