"Your answer, Monsieur?" she called out.
"There is no answer," he replied.
CHAPTER V
THE INTERVIEWING OF PHYLLIS
THE Marquise made a wry face at his departing figure, which changed swiftly into a smile as she turned to the young Vicomte.
"Ah, these Englishmen!" she exclaimed. "These dull, good, obstinate, stupid pigs of Englishmen! If they would lose their tempers once—get angry, anything. Do they make love as coldly, I wonder?"
"Dear cousin," he answered, "I do not know. But if you will permit me I will show you——"
"Henri!"