_However this may be, it seems certain that Her Majesty was inexplicably so far from being prepossessed by her fair visitor’s fair protégée, that_ (_assuming even that she gave her her countenance at the first_) _she did not hesitate long in turning upon her the coldest of cold shoulders. We know at least that within a month of her arrival in Paris, Diana_ (_which always equals, be it understood, Diana_ plus _her two inseparables_) _had established herself, far from the precincts of the court, in very good rooms in a house in the Rue St. Jacques; where with characteristic suddenness and thoroughness she announced her complete conversion to the principles of ultra-republicanism. It must have been about this time, moreover, that she found interest to return to the stage; for in addition to the inclusion of her name in the bill of that stirring melodrama_, Les Victimes Cloîtrées, _which set all fermenting Paris overflowing, there exists that reference to her in the rather spiteful Reminiscences of Adrienne Lavasse, which, I think, is worth transcribing. “Mademoiselle Please,” says the actress, “was for a little our_ ingénue _at the Français. She was imported from England; but, it must be confessed, had a pretty gift_ [une belle facilité] _for our tongue. One night, after a_ mêlée _in the green-room, she lifts her voice in a furious outcry about her having been ravished of a neckerchief which had been given her by a fellow_-comédienne _in London, and which, she declares, she would not have parted with for a louis-d’or. But I never observed”_ (_adds the little spitfire_) _“that she took the trouble to replace it with another; from which it is evident that it was not her modesty that she valued at so high a figure.”_