The banker ran his hands through his hair in despair.
"Carmen, be reasonable," he implored, as he tried to take her hand.
"Don't touch me," said Carmen.
Larsagny bit his lips.
"What have I done to you?" he groaned. "Think of the shame if the ladies appear and find out that my daughter has retired to her room."
Carmen became pensive. Perhaps it might be better if she took part in the ball; she might hear something of interest to Gontram.
"Well, if you desire it, I will appear, but under one condition," she said, coldly.
"Name it."
"I demand that you shall not present me to any one as your daughter."