'It was the person I was going to call upon when I met you; Monsieur de
Sidonia.'
'Monsieur de Sidonia!' said the lady, with animation. 'Ah! you know
him?'
'Not as much as I could wish. I saw him to-day for the first time. My
cousin, Lord Eskdale, gave me a letter of introduction to him, for
his advice and assistance about my journey. Sidonia has been a great
traveller.'
'There is no person I wish to know so much as M. de Sidonia,' said Lady
Bertie and Bellair. 'He is a great friend of Lord Eskdale, I think?
I must get Lord Eskdale,' she added, musingly, 'to give me a little
dinner, and ask M. de Sidonia to meet me.'
'He never goes anywhere; at least I have heard so,' said Tancred.
'He once used to do, and to give us great fetes. I remember hearing of
them before I was out. We must make him resume them. He is immensely
rich.'
'I dare say he may be,' said Tancred. 'I wonder how a man with his
intellect and ideas can think of the accumulation of wealth.'
''Tis his destiny,' said Lady Bertie and Bellair. 'He can no more
disembarrass himself of his hereditary millions than a dynasty of the
cares of empire. I wonder if he will get the Great Northern. They talked
of nothing else at Paris.'
'Of what?' said Tancred.
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