EXALTED by his transcendent love which had come into their lives, for one blissful, tender hour, they had lived in another world utterly oblivious of the menacing figure of the Grand Duke Serge, her husband. And then-he had rushed upon them, his face distorted with murderous rage. Their tender hour was o'er. (Print Ad- Indianapolis Times,((Indianapolis, Ind.)) 11 June 1927)