'Yes, madam.'
'Poor fellow! and of Dolores——'
'He will not hear me speak with patience.'
'How grotesque!' exclaimed the Countess, laughing heartily.
'Ah, could he but see her!' exclaimed the young man, regarding the upturned face of her he loved with something of adoration.
'Your uncle the General is very cruel, Lewie,' said Dolores; 'he is a veritable ogre!'
'He is the king of good fellows, but——'
'But what?'
'He has never seen you.'
'And never shall,' she said petulantly, opening and shutting her fan.