Mavis shook hands with the old actress. "And you don't believe that I am guilty?" she asked, in a whisper. For answer Mrs. Pelham Odin embraced and kissed her. "My dear," she said amiably, "truth looks out of your eyes." "Out of _my_ eyes, I think," said Charity. "Mr. Haskins, this is really amazing. I never thought to find my double. It seems uncanny. Tod, you will be marrying Mavis instead of me." "No," said Tod slowly, and looking from one girl to the other, "there is a difference." "Meaning that Mavis is more charming than I am. Thank you." "Oh no," broke in Miss Durham, "I am only an ignorant country girl, but you are clever and polished and----" "And quite perfect," ended Charity, kissing Mavis as Mrs. Pelham Odin had done, and with the same kindness, "let us hope that I am, in Tod's eyes. This is Tod, Mavis; he is to be my husband." "At last," gasped Macandrew sentimentally. Gerald displayed impatience. "Had we not better get to business?" he observed. "These girls are so alike that I don't want them to be seen together, lest trouble comes of it." "And trouble will come," said Mrs. Pelham Odin, who had not yet got over her amazement. "As Charity says, this line-for-line resemblance is uncanny. I hope your veils are thick enough, my dears. If anyone saw you two together, the wonderful resemblance would certainly be commented upon, and might get to Major Rebb's ears." Charity looked long and earnestly at Mavis. "We _must_ be sisters. Can you remember ever having a sister, Mavis?" "No. Nor did Major Rebb ever say that I had one. He brought me, as he said, from Bombay, some time after my mother died, and ever since I have been shut up in the Pixy's House." "I was born at Simla," said Charity thoughtfully, "at least the ayah who sold me to the juggler's wife declared that I was. I don't remember anything about it, of course. Mother----" "Oh, don't ask me, my dear. I can explain nothing. You know what I know, and it is strange that both you and Mavis should have been born in India. That fact, and the resemblance, certainly points to some relationship between you." "They are sisters," declared Haskins firmly, "in no other way can the likeness be accounted for." "And yet there is a difference," said Tod, for the second time. "It is in the tone of the voice, and in the look of the eyes." "Quite so," said Charity swiftly. "My voice has been trained for the stage and Mavis' has not. I have been brought up in the world and Mavis out of it, which fully accounts for the innocence looking out from her eyes and the worldly wickedness in mine." "My dear," said Mrs. Pelham Odin, displeased, "how you rattle on. But I rather agree with you, I must say. If Mavis had been brought up as you, and you as Mavis, you would simply have changed places. I hope that I make myself clear."