Discovering that she was alone with the members of her family, she became composed: her mind slowly recovered its balance.

Her first thought was for herself.
"Has that woman disfigured me ?" she said to the maid.
Knowing nothing of what had happened, Marceline was at a loss to understand her.

"Bring me a glass," she said.

The maid found a hand-glass in the bedroom, and presented it to her.

She looked at herself--and drew a long breath of relief.