CHAPTER L
ENGLAND ONCE MOREI started up at that.
"Fraulein Pendennis!" I gasped. "You know her?"
"I should do so, after nursing her through such an illness,--and so short a time since!"
"But,--when did you nurse her,--where?"
"Why, here; not in this room, but in the hotel. It is three--no, nearer four months since; she also was taken ill on her way from Russia. There is a strange coincidence! But hers was a much more severe illness. We did not think she could possibly recover; and for weeks we feared for her brain. She had suffered some great shock; though the Herr, her father, would not say what it was--"
She looked at me interrogatively; but I had no mind to satisfy her curiosity, though I guessed at once what the "shock" must have been, and that Anne had broken down after the stra
