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Her little round eyes sparkled when she noticed the sud-
den whiteness of the girl’s face.
‘You’re shameless. Shameless,’ she went on.
She called her foul names.
‘What did you say to my uncle Heinrich, Frau Professor?’
the girl asked, suddenly falling from her attitude of flaunt-
ing independence.
‘Oh, he’ll tell you himself. I expect to get a letter from
him tomorrow.’
Next day, in order to make the humiliation more public,
at supper she called down the table to Cacilie.
‘I have had a letter from your uncle, Cacilie. You are to
pack your things tonight, and we will put you in the train
tomorrow morning. He will meet you himself in Berlin at
the Central Bahnhof.’
‘Very good, Frau Professor.’
Herr Sung smiled in the Frau Professor’s eyes, and not-
withstanding her protests insisted on pouring out a glass of
wine for her. The Frau Professor ate her supper with a good
appetite. But she had triumphed unwisely. Just before going
to bed she called the servant.
‘Emil, if Fraulein Cacilie’s box is ready you had better
take it downstairs tonight. The porter will fetch it before
breakfast.’
The servant went away and in a moment came back.
‘Fraulein Cacilie is not in her room, and her bag has
gone.’
With a cry the Frau Professor hurried along: the box
was on the floor, strapped and locked; but there was no bag,

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