"No longer than that?" tasked.
"No; it lasted only until I had you to myself on the terrace, a little later."
"And then?" I queried.
"Then? Then I was no longer jealous of the Lady Helen. Your eyes told me there was no need."
"There never has been anyone but you, my darling," I whispered.
"And never will be, Armand?" she asked.
"Please God, never," I said; and, forgetting where we were, I made as though to take her hand.
"Not now," she smiled. "Wait until after the Opera."
"It will be a longer wait than that," I said regretfully. "I have told Courtney I would invite the Radnors and him to take supper with me on the Hanging Garden, to-night."
"Why don't you say 'take supper with us'?"