“I don’t suppose that the natives enjoy being made to behave themselves,” the Duke remarked, “but I am sure that they find eventually that it is for their own good.”
Mimosa laughed.
“That sounds rather like the sort of thing my Nanny used to say to me.”
“Now I come to think of it, my Nanny said the same!” the Duke replied. “So you were brought up in England?”
He was surprised that Mimosa again looked shy and there was an obvious pause before she said,
“Both in England – and A-America.”
He found her difficult to understand.
Considering that she had left Paris with Comte André, whose reputation was no secret, she seemed astonishingly unsophisticated.
In fact, she was much younger than he had expected.
“Surely you are not living here alone?” he asked.
“No – no,” Mimosa replied. “A M
