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 knew also which theatre she would choose, for my play was on to-night.

'But have you not already seen that play?' asked grandmama.

'Yes, but I should simply love to see it again.'

'Another actor is playing in it to-night,' said Marie from the window. 'They say in the paper that Mörch is ill.'

I don't think I shrieked. I only remember that I stood with the paper near the window, that I suddenly heard Marie exclaim, 'But, good heavens. Miss!' that the room turned round with me, and that I heard grandmama's voice far away, saying, 'Poor child, poor child!' and that I found myself in the easy-chair, a basin with water at my side, while Marie held a smelling-bottle under my nose. I looked with astonished eyes from Marie to grandmama. What in the world had happened? At the same moment the memory and the terror came back to my mind, and if Marie had not had a firm grip of my arm, so that she hurt me, I think I should have fallen again.

My first thought was, 'What am I going to say to grandmama?' I pretended that I was only slowly coming back to consciousness, so that to regain time for reflection.

'Have you had anything to eat this morning?' she asked.

'No, grandmama.'

'I thought not. But that is very wrong of you, Julie. It is not good for young girls to go out