"The sea water seems to have a very remarkable effect upon your hair," Wanda said to him spitefully, in a whisper.
"Do you think so?" he replied, condescendingly.
"I fancy that at one time your hair was fair."
"You are mistaking me for somebody else," the Brazilian replied, quietly.
"I am not."
"For whom do you take me, pray?" he said with an insolent smile.
"For Don Escovedo."
"I am Count Dembizki from Valkynia," the former Brazilian said with a bow; "perhaps you would like to see my passport."
"Well, perhaps...."
And at last, he had the impudence to show her his false passport.