“Itismyownbusiness，“sheansweredcoldly。
ThePrinceappearedtobeinacomplaisantmood。
“Come，“hesaid，“theaffairisnotworthaquarrel。Iaskyounoquestions。OnlysincewearehereIproposethatwetestthecookingofthegoodAnnette。Wewilllunchtogether。“
“What，here？“sheanswered。“Absurd。“
“Bynomeans，“heanswered。“Asyoudoubtlessknow，theexterioroftheplaceisentirelymisleading。Thesepeopleareoldservantsofmine。Icananswerfortheluncheon。“