“Who do you suppose is here in town?”
“Well,” Paul questioned, “how can I tell?”
“It is some one you will be pleased to see. It is Scoris and she wants to see you.”
Paul turned pale for a second, then answered: “I came here hoping to avoid seeing her until I become accustomed to the fact that she will soon belong to another.”
“Well, it is too bad,” the Prince answers; “but you better go to the party. I am going and I don’t wish to leave you alone. Besides, if you don’t go she will feel badly.”
“Do you think she would care to see me?” Paul asks in a hopeful way.
“I am sure she meant what she said when she asked you to come.”
“I don’t think I’ll go,” Paul said after a while. “The man she is engaged to may be there.”
“No, I am sure he is not,” the Prince answered, “or she would have said so. It would be much better to meet her away from home the first time too. No one here knows about you.”
“I believe you are right,” Paul answered; “and yet I am sure to say or do something I should not.”