"Champagne, by all means," Julien agreed. "I ordered it some time ago.
And here comes the lobster."
"Julien, tell him to give me some wine," Lady Anne begged. "I am thirsty."
Julien gave the order to the sommelier. She raised the glass to her lips and looked at him.
"To our new selves," she exclaimed, laughing, "and to the broken bonds!"
Julien raised his glass at once.
"To our new selves!" he echoed.
CHAPTER III
WORK FOR JULIEN
The new Anne had not forgotten her natural stubbornness. At half-past twelve she rose from the supper table and declined absolutely to allow Julien to escort her home.
"My dear Julien," she declared, "the thing is ridiculous. We have finished with all that. I am a Bohemian. I expect to walk about these streets when and where and at what hour I choose. You have business with Mr. Kendricks and I am glad of it. You certainly shall not waste your time gallivanting around with me. Janette and I together could defy any sort of danger."