"
"I see," said Graham; "and so your Russian Princess played at
rouge-et-noir--did she win much?"
"Yes, a great deal," cried Madelon, spreading out her hands,
"she always had _chance_ and was very rich; she wore such
beautiful toilettes at the balls; she knew a great many
gentlemen, and when I went with her they all danced with me."
And so on, _da capo_; it was always the same story, and Graham
soon found that he had reached the limits of Madelon's
experiences in that direction. As a last resource, he wrote to
her American and German friends at Florence, the most
respectable apparently of M. Linders' many doubtful
acquaintance, and indeed the only ones with whose address
Madelon could furnish him. From the old German he received a
prompt reply. The American was absent from Florence, he said
on a visit to his own country, which was to be regretted, as
it was he who had been M. Linders' friend, and who could have
given more information concerning him than it was in his power
to do. Indeed, for himself, he knew little about him; he had
spent the last winter at Florence, but his society and
associates were not such as he, the German, affected.
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