She sprang out of bed, washed in cold water and hastily began to dress herself in the attractive peasant costume that one of her Ladies-in-Waiting had purchased for her.
“I do not think it right,” the Baroness had said in a reproving manner, “that Your Highness should pretend to be a mere peasant and I am surprised at the Professor for thinking of anything so incongruous!”
“It is no different from dressing up as Cleopatra or the Queen of Sheba,” Tora had objected.
The Baroness had pressed her thin lips together in a disapproving manner.
She had, however, bought the peasant costume at one of the more expensive shops in the town. It was well made and of fine material and Tora had thought it extremely attractive.
There was no doubt that the Radoslav peasants looked beautiful in all their
