CHAPTER V

NATHALIE IN RUSSIA Approaching the Park she took her hand out of her uncle's, as though she were about to test his fidelity and patience and wanted to see how he would feel about it. 'I hope you'll approve,' she said a little timidly (why was it that with people even like Uncle Hans, whom she loved and could utterly trust, cowardice _would_ keep creeping back?). 'I'm going to spend to-morrow evening with Millie Westcott.' What she meant to imply was--whether you like it or no I'm going to do it, just as any modern …