And she was beautiful--but all her race were beautiful, all the women of them, at any rate.

But that is another matter.
"So things went well enough with us till, as she went across the yard one day to meet me at the door of the hall as I came out, who should see her but the Count Otho von Reuss.

And she turned from him like a queen and took hold of my arm, clasping it strongly.

Then he gazed fixedly at us both, and his look was the evil-doer's look.

Oh, I know it.