If by some miracle the little lady, who perhaps was Polly herself, and who gave me her old love letters, still lives, I believe she will want them. If she perished on that Good Friday night, or if for reasons of her own, she wishes to remain silent, I hope to be forgiven for publishing them but I feel that I have done only what was my duty.
_THE DOINGS AND MISDOINGS OF POLLY THE PAGAN_
I don't know where we are, somewhere on the Mediterranean on our way back from Egypt. It is the middle of the night, but I must write down what has happened, for it's too exciting! Well! There's a Russian aboard, and he is a Prince--Aunt discovered that, trust her, she's absolutely set on my marrying a title. Anyhow we are all at the same table and last night he and I walked on deck together. There was a full moon, by the way, and really there aren't any other nice young men on board, except Checkers, and brothers don't count, so of course the Prince and I started a little flirtation. He's as clever as he can be--very cosmopolitan, rather a mysterious person, and big, with a blonde moustache.
But when I went back to my cabin and put on my rainbow negligée, the one with the wing sleeves, and started over to Aunt's cabin to bid her goodnight,--why, what do you suppose? I went into the wrong stateroom! Honestly, I was sure hers was 26, but it wasn't, and the minute I entered I saw I had made a mistake, for there stood the Russian, still dressed and staring out of the porthole. Of course he turned and looked at me; I tried to explain but stuttered in my excitement. He proved to be nice about it, but rather silly, I thought.
The worst of it was, though, that the boat lurched and swung the door shut, and then, of all things, the knob fell off! Really, I was so embarrassed and so furious with myself for being embarrassed, when it was such a chance to show what a woman of the world I was, that my hand shook and I could hardly get the knob into place again. But I did, with the Prince's help--only I must admit his help didn't amount to much--however he opened the door and bowed me out as if I were a great lady.
On the whole he really behaved very well, but foreigners are so different from Americans. I'm rather ashamed, so I'm going to dodge him after this if I can.