He shook his head. There was a terrible obstinacy in his face. She frowned at him.
"You do not mean that you will persist after what I have told you?"
He looked at her, almost surprised.
"There isn"t anything else for me to do, that I know of," he declared, "so long as you don"t care for any one else. Tell me again, you are sure that there is no one?"
"Certainly not," she replied stiffly. "The subject has not yet been made acceptable to me. You must forgive my adding that in my country it is not usual for a girl to discuss these matters with a man before her betrothal."
"Say, I don"t understand that," he murmured, looking at her thoughtfully. "She can"t get engaged before she is asked."
"The preliminaries," she explained, "are always arranged by one"s parents."
He smiled pityingly.
"That sort of thing"s no use," he a.s.serted confidently. "You must be getting past that, in whatever corner of Europe you live. What you mean to say, then, is that your father has some one up his sleeve whom he"ll trot out for you before long?"
"Without doubt, some arrangement will be proposed," she agreed.
"And you"ll have to be amiable to some one you"ve never seen in your life before, I suppose?" he persisted.
"Not necessarily. It sometimes happens, in my position," she went on, raising her head, "that certain sacrifices are necessary."
"In your position," he repeated quickly. "What does that mean? You aren"t a queen, are you, or anything of that sort?"
She laughed.
"No," she confessed, "I am not a queen, and yet--"
"And yet?"
"You must go back," she insisted, rising abruptly to her feet. "The quarter of an hour is up. I do not feel happy, sitting here talking with you. Really, if my father were to return he would be more angry with me than he has ever been in his life. This sort of thing is not done amongst my people."
"Little lady," he said, gently forcing her back into her place, "believe me, it"s done all the world over, and there isn"t any girl can come to any harm by being told that a man is fond of her when it"s the truth, when he"d give his life for her willingly. It"s just like that I feel about you. I"ve never felt it before. I could never feel it for any one else. And I am not going to give you up."
She was looking at him half fearfully. There was a little colour in her cheeks, her eyes were suddenly moist.
"I think," she murmured, "that you talk very nicely. I think I might even say that I like to hear you talk. But it is so useless. Won"t you go now? Won"t you please go now?"
"When may I come again?" he begged.
"Never," she replied firmly. "You must never come again. You must not even think of it. But indeed you would not be admitted. They will probably tell my father of your visit, as it is, and he will be very angry."
"Well, when can I see you, then, and where?" he demanded. "I hope you understand that I am not in the least disheartened by anything you have said."
"I think," she declared, "that you are the most persistent person I ever met."
"It is only," he whispered, leaning a little towards her, "because I care for you so much."
She was suddenly confused, conscious of a swift desire to get rid of him. It was as though some one were speaking a new language. All her old habits and prejudices seemed falling away.
"I cannot make appointments with you," she protested, her voice shaking.
"I cannot encourage you in any way. It is really quite impossible."
"If I go now, will you be at the Club to-morrow afternoon?" he pleaded.
"I am not sure," she replied. "It is very likely that I may be there. I make no promise."
He took her hand abruptly, and, stooping down, forced her to look into his eyes.
"You will be there to-morrow afternoon, please," he begged, "and you will give me the rose from your waistband."
She laughed uneasily.
"If the rose will buy your departure--" she began.
"It may do that," he interrupted, as he drew it through his b.u.t.tonhole, "but it will a.s.suredly bring me back again."
Richard walked down the hill, whistling softly to himself and with a curious light in his eyes. As he reached the square in front of the Casino, he was accosted by a stranger who stood in the middle of the pavement and respectfully removed his hat.
"You are Mr. Richard Lane, is it not so, monsieur?"
"You"ve guessed it in one," Richard admitted. "Have I ever seen you before?"
"Never, monsieur, unless you happened to notice me on your visit to the prison. I have an official position in the Princ.i.p.ality. I am commissioned to speak to you with respect to the little affair in which you were concerned at La Turbie."
"Well, I thought we"d thrashed all that out," Lane replied. "Anyway, Sir Henry Hunterleys and I have engaged a lawyer to look after our interests."
"Just so," the little man murmured. "A very clever man indeed is Monsieur Grisson. Still, there is a view of the matter," he continued, "which is perhaps hard for you Englishmen and Americans to understand.
a.s.sault of any description is very severely punished here, especially when it results in bodily injury. Theft of all sorts, on the other hand, is very common indeed. The man whom you injured is a native of Monte Carlo. To a certain extent, the Princ.i.p.ality is bound to protect him."
"Why, the fellow was engaged in a flagrant attempt at highway robbery!"
Richard declared, genuinely astonished.
His companion stretched out his hands.
"Monsieur," he replied, "every one robs here, whether they are shop-keepers, restaurant keepers, or loafers upon the streets. The people expect it. At the adjourned trial next week there will be many witnesses who are also natives of Monte Carlo. I have been commissioned to warn monsieur. It would be best, on the whole, if he left Monte Carlo by the next train."
"Why in the name of mischief should I do that?" Richard demanded.
"In the first place," the other pointed out, "because this man, whom you treated a little roughly, has many friends and a.s.sociates. They have sworn revenge. You are even now being followed about, and the police of the Princ.i.p.ality have enough to do without sparing an escort to protect you against violence. In the second place, I am not at all sure that the finding of the court next week will be altogether to your satisfaction."
"Do you mean this?" Richard asked incredulously.
"Without a doubt, monsieur."