Now let
me come to the present time. Twins are generally alike; one mirrors
the other; when they mature, then comes the deviation, perhaps in the
color of the hair and the eyes. Behold! here are two women, but for
their hair and eyes were one. Tell me what you know of the other." He
bent forward with subdued eagerness.
"Do you think it possible?" I cried excitedly.
"Not only possible, but probable. She is a Princess; at least she
should be."
Then I told him what I knew about Phyllis.
"America! Born in America! It cannot be." He was baffled.
"I have known her for eight years," said I. "She was born in America
as certainly as I was."
"But this likeness? This rumor of another daughter? Ah, there is
something here I do not understand. And this uncle of hers, this
Wentworth; who is he?"
"A retired banker, very wealthy, and at present with the American
ministry at your own capital."
"To him we must go, then." He rose and walked the length of the room,
stopped a moment at the chess table in the corner, then resumed his
chair. "You are wondering, no doubt, what it is to me, all this?"
"I confess you have read my mind correctly.
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