"Oh, Eustace, thank you," said Stella, gratefully holding out her hand. "I knew I could eventually count upon your goodness. I do indeed love Count Roumovski, and why should not we all be happy together? You will feel with me, I am sure, that our engagement was always a mistake and now won't you be friends?" She still held out her timid hand, and Mr. Medlicott took it at last and wringing it silently turned and drew toward the door, making his exit. Silence fell upon the company until he had gone and then Count Roumovski whispered in his harassed little fiancee's ear: "Never mind his point of view, darling--yonder goes an English gentleman, and since I have gained my star and he has lost his, he has my deepest sympathy." Then everyone seemed to talk at once, and the Princess Urazov at last appeared to be in some degree appeasing Mrs. Ebley. There is very little more to tell of this comedy of a spring holiday in Rome. It ended with a quiet wedding and two young people going off together in the blue automobile. And when Count Roumovski clasped his newly made bride in his arms, he whispered with a tenderly sly smile: "At last, sweetheart, there are no barriers, and I can show you that I am at least not as cold as ice!" THE END