out of her way. And then she was in the open field, and
"Well, you had made too sure, that was all; and you were unprepared for the slightest check."
"Not so, but I had made no attempt to guard against the impossible."
"Of course, there are limits to all human intelligence, but pray explain yourself."
"This is it, then, doctor. The most adroit energy could never have put in our way such an obstacle as now threatens us. Have you in your experience of society ever come across a wealthy heiress who is indifferent to all the allurements of luxury, and is capable of disinterested love?"
The doctor smiled an expressive denial.
"But such an heiress does exist," said Tantaine, "and her name is Sabine de Mussidan. She loves--and whom do you think?--why a mere painter, who has crossed my path three times already. He is full, too, of energy and perseverance, and for these qualities I have never met his equal."
"What, a man without friends, money, or position, what can--"
A rapid gesture of Tantaine's checked his companion's speech.