Caprice turned round quickly.
"Yes--what--about him?"
"Does he love you?"
Caprice came over to the fire and looked closely at her.
"You are the girl he is engaged to?"
"Yes."
"Then, make your mind easy, my dear, he loves no one but you."
Eugénie gave a sigh of relief, at which Kitty smiled a little scornfully.
"Ah! you love him so much as that?" she said half pathetically; "it's a pity, my dear, he's not worth it."
"What do you mean?"