A smart coachman touched his hat, and Owen stepped back for her to get into the victoria.
“But this is not our carriage?”
“You did not think we were going to the Lonchamps in a fiacre, did you? This is your carriage—I bought these horses yesterday for you.”
“You bought this carriage and these horses for me, Owen?”
“Yes, dear, I did; don’t let’s waste time. Aux courses!”
“Owen, dear, I cannot accept such a present. I appreciate your kindness, but you will not ask me to accept this carriage and horses.”
“Why not?”
Evelyn thought for some time before answering.
“It would only make people think that I was an amateur. The fine clothes you have bought me I shall not be able to wear, except when I want you to think me nice. I shall have to learn Italian, of which I don’t know a word, and
