Dorise

Dorise was in no mood to lunch with her mother's visitor, but, nevertheless, was compelled to be polite.

Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo William Le Queux 1895

Soon after luncheon he met Dorise and her mother in the Rooms.

Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo William Le Queux 1895

"I have no knowledge of any intrigue, Dorise," he said in that bland, superior manner which always irritated her.

Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo William Le Queux 1895

So Dorise, much perplexed, but resolving not to say to her mother that she had telephoned to the Palmiers, rejoined the Count in the hotel lounge, where they waited a further ten minutes.

Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo William Le Queux 1895

Dorise said half-past seven, and we'll just get across to the Metropole in time.

Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo William Le Queux 1895

As day followed day, Dorise grew more mystified and still more anxious concerning Hugh.

Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo William Le Queux 1895

Again he took her in his strong arms and pressed her to him, still being watched by the mysterious individual who had followed Dorise.

Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo William Le Queux 1895

Dorise was puzzled as to how the French police could have gained any knowledge of Hugh's intentions.

Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo William Le Queux 1895

She petted George, flattered him, and in every way tried to entertain him with one sole object, namely, to induce him to propose to Dorise, and so get the girl "off her hands."

Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo William Le Queux 1895

He gave an evasive reply, whereupon Dorise, taking his hand in hers, said:

Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo William Le Queux 1895