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A door opened, flooding the corridor with light Max felt hireat living-room of

the modern Doppelkinns The first person he saas the princess She

sat on an oriental divan Her hands were folded; she sat very erect;

her chin was tilted ominously; there was so little expression on her

pale face that she ht have been an incomplete statue But Max was

almost certain that there was just the faintest flicker of a smile in

her eyes as she saw hiins to use the superlative adjectives!)

The other occupant of the room was an old man, fat and bald, with a

nose like a russet pear He was stalking--if it is possible for a

short

fro half-aloud

Bethiles he was rubbing his tender nose, carefully and lovingly

When a enerally is tender

Whoever he was, Max saw that he was vastly agitated about soentleman was (or supposed he was) the last of his line, the

Prince of Doppelkinn, famous for his wines and his love of them There

was, so his subjects said, but one tender spot in the heart of this old