““Miss Clover," said Minister Fairweller to the Viscount after a long moment, "is not here. She has gone to a speech with her father, in Werttemberg. I could set you up with a carriage, if you'd like." The girls' mouths dropped open. Viscount Duquette did not see. "Well!" he said,clicking his heels together. "It is nice to see that someone behaves like a gentleman around here!" The girls found Clover about an hour later, hidinga mong the untrimmed unicorn and lion topiaries, weeping on a stone bench. They flocked to her, wrapped an extra shawl around her shoulders, and told her the story. "Werttemberg, though," said Eve. That's two countries away!" Clover wept and laughed at the same time.””
