Pierre opened his eyes and looked round his surroundings.
For a minute he was confused as to where he was, and then he remembered it all.
He was in Alice’s house. Alice’s father’s room to be precise.
He sat up in his bed and looked out through the window.
It was daylight.
He looked round the room.
It was a very neat and spacious room.
It was so well cleaned that he suspected that Alice cleaned it everyday.
Alice.
Never in his wildest dreams had he thought he was ever going to come across her.
He had left France and asked André to handle his affairs while he went off to clear his head.
He decided that he did not want to go as King and so he took his time in looking simple and disguising himself.
Their coach had gone bad and he came down to ask for help even though his men that
