Therefore my
experience on the subject is great. Show me your face, Fraeulein--I
might be able to tell you what to do to cure it."
"Oh, on no account--on no account whatever," cried Priscilla, sitting
up very straight and speaking with extraordinary emphasis. "I couldn't
think of it--I really positively couldn't."
"But my dear Fraeulein, why mind a woman seeing it?"
"But what do you want to see it for?"
"I wish to help you."
"I don't want to be helped. I'll show it to nobody--to nobody at all.
It's much too--too dreadful."
"Well, well, do not be agitated. Girls, I know, are vain. If any one
can help you it will be Dr. Kraus. He is an excellent physician, is he
not?"
"Yes," said Priscilla, dropping back into her corner.
"The Grand Duke is a great admirer of his. He is going to ennoble
him."
"Really?"
"They say--no doubt it is gossip, but still, you know, he is a very
handsome man--that the Countess von Disthal will marry him."
"Gracious!" cried Priscilla, startled, "what, whether he wants to or
not?"
"No doubt he will want to.
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