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      Miss Skeat sat down by the table. She was thin and yellow, and her bones were on the outside. She wore gold-rimmed eyeglasses, and was well dressed, in plain black, with a single white ruffle about her long and sinewy neck. She was hideous, but she had a certain touch of dignified elegance, and her face looked trustworthy and not unkind.

      "Apropos of anything especial?" asked she, seeing that the Countess expected her to say something.

      "Do you remember when I dropped my parasol at Heidelberg?"

      "Perfectly," replied Miss Skeat.

      "And the man who picked it up, and who looked like Niemann in Lohengrin?"

      "Yes, and who must have been a professor. I remember very well."

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