I told Sir Karl you said you were a sorceress, and he said--" "You gave me your word you would not tell!" exclaimed Yolanda.
"Neither did I tell aught save that you said you were a sorceress.

He laughed and said--" "Yes, yes, what did he say ?" eagerly queried the girl.
"He said--I am sure you will not take amiss what he said ?" responded Max.
"No, no, indeed no! Tell me," she demanded eagerly.
"He said you were a witch, if brown eyes, dimpling smiles, and girlish beauty could make one," answered Max.
"Ah, did he say that of me ?" asked the girl, musingly.

After a pause she continued, "That was kind in Sir Karl and--and evidently sincere." After another pause devoted to revery she said: "Perhaps I shall be his friend sometime in a manner he little expects.

Even the friendship of a helpless burgher girl is not to be despised.

But he is wrong.