“Yes.”
“And the matter is—serious?”
“Alas! He talks of marrying that woman.”
Maxime shrugged his shoulders contemptuously, and said,—
“As to that, console yourself. Sarah will never consent.”
“So far from that, she herself has made the suggestion.”
This time, Maxime raised his head suddenly, and looked stupefied.
“Then your friend must be very rich.”
“He is immensely rich.”
“He bears a great name, and holds a high position?”