"If this is true, you'll admit, Davernoie, that this instance of divination would be uncommonly strange."
"Uncommonly strange indeed," replied d'Estreicher who had gone as far as the door with them.
He shut the door on them and came back to the middle of the drawing-room with the manifest intention of speaking to the young girl.
Dorothy had removed the handkerchief from her eyes and was rubbing them like a person who has come out of the dark. The bearded nobleman and she looked at one another for a few moments. Then, after some hesitation, he took a couple of steps back towards the door. But once more he changed his mind and turning towards Dorothy, stroked his beard at length, and at last broke into a quiet, delighted chuckle.
Dorothy, who was never behind-hand when it came to laughing, did as the bearded nobleman had done.
"You laugh?" said he.
"I laugh because you laugh. But I am ignorant of the reason of your gayety. May I learn it?"
"Certainly, mademoiselle. I laugh because I find all that very amusing."
"What is very amusing?"
D'Estreicher came a few steps further into the room and replied: