'If you lived in Paris you would know. She is very celebrated.'
'Celebrated for what?'
'For everything.'
'And is she good—is she genuine?' Raymond asked. Then, seeing something in the girl's face, he added: 'I told you I should be brutal again. Has she undertaken to make a great marriage for Effie?'
'I don't know what she has undertaken,' said Dora, impatiently.
'And then for Tishy, when Effie has been disposed of?'
'Poor little Tishy!' the girl continued, rather inscrutably.
'And can she do nothing for you?' the young man inquired.
Her answer surprised him—after a moment. 'She has kindly offered to exert herself, but it's no use.'
'Well, that's good. And who is it the young man comes for—the secretary of embassy?'
'Oh, he comes for all of us,' said Dora, laughing.
'I suppose your mother would prefer a preference,' Raymond suggested.
To this she replied, irrelevantly, that she thought they had better go back; but as Raymond took no notice of the recommendation she mentioned that the secretary was no one in particular. At this moment Effie, looking very rosy and happy, pushed through the portière with the news that her sister must come and bid good-bye to the Marquise. She was taking her to the Duchess's—didn't Dora re member? To the bal blanc—the sauterie de jeunes filles.
