I supposed you had seen her, and had believed she was Yolanda, the burgher girl; that mistake has often been made.

You may see this princess at the castle, and I warn you not to be deceived.

I have the great honor, it is said, to resemble Her Highness as one pea resembles another.

I have been told that she has heard of the low-born maiden that dares to have a face like hers, and she doubtless hates me for it, just as I bear her no good-will for the same reason.

When two women greatly resemble each other, there is seldom good feeling between them.