At the same time why should Mr. Bischoffsheim buy her gowns even if it was to please Blanche? It seemed an extraordinary idea to say the least of it.
It seemed even more extraordinary to Linetta when she met Mr. Bischoffsheim.
The restaurant was a small one, crowded with men, but there were a few women to be seen. Mr. Bischoffsheim, who was there before them, rose from his table in a corner where he already had the wine list in his hand.
He smiled as Blanche advanced towards him and kissed her hand.
Then he looked enquiringly at Linetta.
“This is a friend who arrived unexpectedly this morning,” Blanche explained. “We have a lot to tell you.”
Linetta curtseyed as another chair was brought to the table and Blanche seated herself saying,
“How are you, mon brave? Not too tired after las
