But that keen-sighted girl saw too
clearly--she had caught her fast as a bird is caught by the fowler.
"Yes, I met with a double defeat last night," continued Angelique.
"Indeed! pray, from whom?" Amelie's curiosity, though not usually a
troublesome quality, was by this time fairly roused.
Angelique saw her drift, and played with her anxiety for a few
moments.
"My first rebuff was from that gentlemanly philosopher from Sweden,
a great friend of the Governor, you know. But, alas, I might as
well have tried to fascinate an iceberg! I do not believe that he
knew, after a half-hour's conversation with me, whether I was man or
woman. That was defeat number one."
"And what was number two?" Amelie was now thoroughly interested in
Angelique's gossip.
"I left the dry, unappreciative philosopher, and devoted myself to
charm the handsome Colonel Philibert. He was all wit and courtesy,
but my failure was even more signal with him than with the cold
Swede."
Amelie's eyes gave a sparkle of joy, which did not escape Angelique,
but she pretended not to see it.
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