Isobel raised her eyebrows. The Archduchess was angry, and her voice betrayed her.
"I do not know any reason," Isobel answered, "why I should do your bidding."
"I do not know any reason" Isobel answered, "why I should do your bidding."
The Archduchess was silent for a moment. I think that she was waiting until she could control her voice.
"Isobel," she said, "I will tell you a very good reason. I cannot keep silence any longer. They will not give you up to me any other way, so I have come to claim you openly. You shall know the truth. I am your mother's sister!"
Isobel rose slowly to her feet. She was as tall as the Archduchess, and the likeness which had always haunted me was unmistakable. Only Isobel was of the finer mould, and her eyes were different.