The lady, called by her intimate friends Nita, stopped at the end of the crowded path which leads to the bandstand.<br />&ldquo;Mary, I do not think you need come any farther. Take a park chair and wait for me. I may be an hour&mdash;I may be longer. If you see me with&mdash;with the gentleman, you will not recognise me by a sign.&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;Yes, mademoiselle.&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;If you think I am being followed, then you may warn me. But I do not think that is likely. M. Goucouldis has no idea that&mdash;er&mdash;the Prince has any entanglements. But if it should be so that I am watched, then very likely his&mdash;agents&mdash;will try to get into touch with you. In that case you will tell them that I am Mademoiselle Lemair from Paris. That I am the daughter of M. Lemair, the leader of the Popular Party of Sergovia. If your questioner has a fit at this, send for a policeman: I understand that the English police are trained in first aid.&rdquo;