"I am very sorry," Jeanne said timidly, "that I cannot do what you wish. It is not honest. Cannot you see that it is not honest?" The Princess turned slowly round. "Honest!" she repeated scornfully. "Who is there in our world who can afford to be honest? You are behaving like a baby, Jeanne. I only hope that before long you may come to your senses. Will you obey me if I tell you not to leave your room until I send for you?" Jeanne hesitated. "Yes!" she said. "I will obey you in that." "Then go there and wait," the Princess said. "I must think what to do." CHAPTER IX The Count de Brensault called in Berkeley Square at three o'clock precisely that afternoon, but it was the Princess who received him, and the Princess was alone. "Well?" he asked, a little eagerly. "Mademoiselle Jeanne is more reasonable, eh? You have good news?" The Princess motioned him to a seat. "I think," she said, "we had forgotten how young Jeanne really is. The idea of getting married to any one seems to terrify her. After all, why should we wonder at it? The school where she was brought up was a very, very strict one, and this plunge into life has been a little sudden." "You think, then," De Brensault asked eagerly, "that it is not I personally whom she objects to so much?" "Certainly not," the Princess answered. "It is simply you as the man whom it is proposed that she should marry that she dislikes. I have been talking to her for a long time this afternoon. Frankly, I do not know which would be best--to give up the idea of anything of the sort for some time, or to--to--" "To what?" De Brensault demanded, as the Princess hesitated. "To take extreme measures," the Princess answered slowly. "Mind, I would not consider such a thing for a moment, if I were not fully convinced that Jeanne, when she is a little older, would be perfectly satisfied with what we have done. On the other hand, one hesitates naturally to worry the child." "She will not see me?" De Brensault asked. "It is possible that I might be able to persuade her." "You would do more harm than good," the Princess answered decidedly. "She is terrified just now at the idea. She is in her room shaking like a schoolgirl who is going to be punished. Really, I don't know why I should have been plagued with such a charge. There are so many things I want to do, and I have to stay here to look after Jeanne, because she is too foolish to be trusted with any one else. I want to go to America, and a very dear friend of mine has invited me to go with her and some delightful people on a yachting cruise around the world." "Then why not use those measures you spoke of?" De Brensault said eagerly. "I shall make Jeanne a very good husband, I assure you. I shall promise you that in a fortnight's time she will be only too delighted with her lot." The Princess looked at him thoughtfully. "I wonder," she said, "whether I could trust you."