anddelivered by a scarlet-liveried footman that morning, ran as follows:"If you have nothing better to do, Count [or Prince], and if theprospect of spending an evening with a poor invalid is not tooterrible, I shall be very charmed to seeyou tonight between 7 and10--Annette Scherer.""Heavens! what a virulent attack!" replied the prince, not in theleast disconcerted by this reception. He had just entered, wearingan embroidered court uniform, knee breeches, and shoes, and