188 IN A WINTER CITY,
the last he wiU ever have to do with theatricals.
I left while I could escape with Ufe. What a
pity it is that playing for charity always developes
such fierce hostUities. WeU, Paolo,—have you
thought better of the Postiche baU ? No ? How
stiff-necked you are! I do beUeve Carlo wiU be
the only ItaUan there ! "
"It wiU be a distinction to inscribe on his
tombstone, Madame," said DeUa Eocca. "But
then he goes under command------.**
"And under protest,** murmured Don Carlo.
"Which does not count. When one is no
longer a free agent-----■"
Princess Olga hit him a Uttle blow with her
muff.
" But why should you not go to the Postiches ?
Just as you go to the VegUone; it is nothing
more."
" Madame,—I am very old-fashioned in my
ideas, I dare say, but I confess I think that no
one should accept as a host a person he would
never accept as his guest. I may be wrong------*
" Of course you are wrong. That is not the
question at aU,** said Princess Olga, who did
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