CHAPTER I

NATHALIE'S VISIT TO GRANDMAMMA Nathalie was several days in the house before she saw her grandmother. It didn't matter; she could manage without seeing her; she didn't suppose that she would be so terribly attractive. And, in any case, there wasn't, in Nathalie's excited feelings, room for anyone _more_ to be especially attractive, so entirely adorable and lovely were Aunt Ruth and Uncle Hans. Very different, of course. Nathalie, looking out of her bedroom window at a taxi-man arguing with a thin stick of a woman a…