HisHighness，thePrinceofSaxeLeinitzer！“
Dusonstoodawayfromthedoorwithalowbow。ThePrince-inthebuttonholeofwhosefrock-coatwasalargebunchofRussianviolets，passedacrossthethreshold。Mr。Sabinroseslowlyfromhischair。
“Ifear，“thePrincesaidsuavely，“thatIamanearlyvisitor。
Icanonlythrowmyselfuponyourindulgenceandpleadtheurgencyofmymission。“
HisarrivalappearedtohaveinterruptedalatebreakfastoftheContinentalorder。ThesmalltableatwhichLucilleandMr。Sabinwereseatedwascoveredwithrosesandseveraldishesofwonderfulfruit。AcoffeeequipagewasbeforeLucille。Mr。Sabin，dressedwithhisusualpeculiarcareandlookingtenyearsyounger，hadjustlitacigarette。