"Ah, here you are!" said a voice behind me, giving me an indescribable
start. "I have been looking high and low for you. You have forgotten
this dance."
It was Phyllis.
And then a sudden hush fell upon the circle. The two women stood face
to face, looking with strange wonder into each other's eyes.
CHAPTER XIX
Phyllis and I were sitting in one of the numerous cozy corners. I had
danced badly and out of time. The music and the babel of tongues had
become murmurous and indistinct.
"And so that is the Princess Hildegarde?" she said, after a spell.
"Yes; she is your double. Is she not beautiful?"
"Is that a left-handed compliment to me?" Phyllis was smiling, but she
was colorless.
"No," said I. "I could never give you a left-handed compliment."
"How strange and incomprehensible!" said she, opening her fan.
"What?--that I have never, and could never, give you a--"
"No, no! I was thinking of the likeness. It rather unnerved me. It
seemed as though I was looking into a mirror."
"What do you think of her?" suppressing the eagerness in my voice.
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