It is now my cue.

The letter, yes.

Behold the letter, madam, its seal unbroken as I found it by my bed this morning; for I was out of humour, and I get many, too many, of these favours.

For your own sake, for the sake of my Prince Charming, for the sake of this great principality that sits so heavy on your conscience, open it and read!' 'Am I to understand,' inquired the Princess, 'that this letter in any way regards me ?' 'You see I have not opened it,' replied von Rosen; 'but 'tis mine, and I beg you to experiment.' 'I cannot look at it till you have,' returned Seraphina, very seriously.
'There may be matter there not meant for me to see; it is a private letter.' The Countess tore it open, glanced it through, and tossed it back; and the Princess, taking up the sheet, recognised the hand of Gondremark, and read with a sickening shock the following lines:-- 'Dearest Anna, come at once.

Ratafia has done the deed, her husband is to be packed to prison.