“I am sorry, de Graumont,” Kendric replied, “perhaps we can dine with you tomorrow night, but we have been asked, Zena and I, to have dinner with Prince Napoleon, which as you are aware, is a Royal Command, and to go on later to a party to be given by La Païva at her house in the Champs Elysées, and that too is something we cannot miss!”
The Comte frowned.
“I did not think that you knew the Prince Napoleon.”
Kendric laughed.
“I met him today for the first time with one of Philippe’s friends. He told me he was giving a dinner party tonight at his house and he had been informed I had a very beautiful lady friend who he was anxious to meet.”
Kendric looked at Zena as he spoke and added,
“I could hardly say to the Prince that you would prefer to dine with somebody else.”
“N-no – of cour
