"
"Ah yes. When you are Madame Egerton--"
"Everything will be very different then."
And the girl slipped the key of the box into the little pink bag.
[Illustration: CHAPTER FOUR]
DOGS AND FATHERS
[Illustration: A]
After delivering her letter, the child went slowly on downstairs, to the
room she had been on the way to visit. It was on the second floor, just
under the room of the Comtesse de Lavalette.
"Come in," said a Cockney voice shrill with youth, in answer to her tap;
and the child obeyed.
Though this room was of the same size and shape, it was very different
from that of the Comtesse. The plain furniture was stiffly arranged, and
there was no litter of clothing or small feminine belongings. By the
window, which gave a glimpse of the sea, and of Monaco rock with the old
part of the Palace, a plump young girl sat, with a baby a year or two
old in her arms, and a nurse's cap on her smooth head.
"You invited me to come down after I'd had my dejeuner, so I came," said
the child.
"Right you are, Miss Rosemary," returned the plump girl.
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