He saw to his surprise, the Comte Gaston de Forêt.
He was an old enemy and the Marquis was delighted at the opportunity now of rescuing someone from his clutches.
He had in point of fact crossed the Comte’s path on several occasions and each of them had instinctively resented the other from the moment they were first introduced.
The last time the Marquis was in Paris he had snatched a most attractive actress from under the Comte’s nose.
Yvonne had just become a huge success at the Folies Bergère.
Although she had appeared in the Provinces, this was the first time that she had graced a Parisian stage.
As might be expected there were a great number of men eager to become her protector.
But, with the very typical good sense of a Frenchwoman, Yvonne was taking her time in making up her
