She went toward the door, and there she paused.
“Does Paul love her?” she asked abruptly.
Maggie made no answer; and, as was her habit, Catrina replied to her own question.
“You know he does not—you know he does not!” she said.
Then she went out, without waiting for an answer, closing the door behind her. The closed door heard the reply.
“It will not matter much,” said Maggie, “so long as he never finds it out.”
CHAPTER XXX — WOLF!
The Countess Lanovitch never quitted her own apartments before mid-day. She had acquired a Parisian habit of being invisible until luncheon-time. The two girls left the castle of Thors in a sleigh with one attendant at ten o’clock in order to reach the hut selected for luncheon by mid-day. Etta did not accompany them. She had a slight headache.