I gently knocked, and received a sleepy response.
"Rise at once," I whispered.

"I must speak to you instantly." "Enter--we are already dressed," answered Yolanda.
When I entered she had risen from the bed and was rubbing her eyes.
"We were so tired we slept in our garments.

Don't we show it ?" said Yolanda.
Her hands were above her head, vainly endeavoring to arrange her hair, which had fallen in a great tumble of dark curls over her shoulder.

Rest had flushed her cheeks, and her lips and her eyes were moist with the dew of sleep.

Though my business was urgent I could not resist exclaiming:-- "Ah, Fraeulein, you surely are beautiful." "I thank you, Sir Karl," she answered, flashing a smile upon me.