“There are Archdukes?”

“Why! the air is thick with them. Why do men think that a woman is flattered by their ridiculous ‘attentions?’ If they knew how sometimes I can scarcely keep from laughing! There are moments when I would give anything to be back again in the days when I knew no one more distinguished than a concierge. There was more sincerity at my disposal then.”

“But surely all distinguished people are not insincere?”

“They are insincere to opera singers who happen to be young, beautiful, and rich, which is my sad case. The ways of the people who flutter round a theatre are not my ways. I was brought up simply, as you were in your Devonshire home. I hate to spend my life as if it was one long diplomatic reception. Ugh!”