"To tell me," finished Dorothy mischievously, "the reasons for which you invited me to tea."
The Count protested:
"Not at all, mademoiselle. We invited you to tea solely for the pleasure of becoming acquainted with you."
"And perhaps a little from the desire to appeal to my skill as a sorceress."
The Countess Octave interposed:
"Ah, well, yes, mademoiselle. Your final announcement excited our curiosity. Moreover, I will confess that we haven't much belief in things of this kind and that it is rather out of curiosity that we should like to ask you certain questions."
"If you have no faith in my poor skill, madame, we'll let that pass, and all the same I'll manage to gratify your curiosity."
"By what means?"
"Merely by reflecting on your words."
"What?" said the Countess. "No magnetic passes? No hypnotic sleep?"