“We will go at once,” the Duke answered. “I am impatient to show you my garden.”
“And I am longing to see it,” Selina answered.
She paused.
“There is something else I would like to visit if you will not – think it a – bother.”
“What is that?” he enquired.
“The Chapel of Sainte Dévote.”
“Is it in Monte Carlo?” he enquired. “I have never heard of it.”
“It is near here, just at the side of the harbour,” Selina answered. “Sainte Dévote was, in fact, one of the first Christian visitors to Monte Carlo.”
“How do you know this?” the Duke enquired.
“The story is among the legends of the Mediterranean that I read with Papa,” Selina answered.
“Tell me what you know about Monaco,” the Duke said.
“I expect you know,” Selina answered, “that the Greeks believed that it was at Monaco that Hercu
