FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   53   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   61   62   63   64   65   66   67   68   69   70   71   72   73   74   75   76   77  
78   79   80   81   82   83   84   85   86   87   88   89   90   91   92   93   94   95   96   97   98   99   100   101   102   >>   >|  
hness," she said profusely, "but I thought I had left Charlotte Patacake's priceless manuscript up here. No; evidently I was mistaken, your Royal Highness. I will withdraw, your Royal Highness, as I know your Royal Highness would naturally wish to receive his Royal Highness alone." Listening to this speech one is impressed with Woggs' method of calling everybody "Mum." "Not at all, Countess," said Hyacinth coldly. "We would prefer you to stay and help us receive his Royal Highness. He is a little late, I think." Belvane looked unspeakably distressed. "Oh, I do _hope_ that nothing has happened to him on the way," she exclaimed. "I've an uneasy feeling that something may have occurred." [Illustration: _Princess Hyacinth gave a shriek and faltered slowly backwards_] "What could have happened to him?" asked Hyacinth, not apparently very much alarmed. "Oh, your Royal Highness, it's just a sort of silly feeling of mine. There may be nothing in it." There was a noise of footsteps from below; a man's voice was heard. The Princess and the Countess, both extremely nervous, but from entirely different reasons, arranged suitable smiles of greeting upon their faces; Wiggs and Woggs stood in attitudes of appropriate meekness by the table. The Court Painter could have made a beautiful picture of it. "His Royal Highness Prince Udo of Araby," announced the voice of an attendant. "A nervous moment," said Belvane to herself. "Can the ring have failed to act?" Udo trotted in. "It hasn't," said Belvane. Princess Hyacinth gave a shriek, and faltered slowly backwards; Wiggs, who was familiar with these little accidents in the books which she dusted, and Woggs, who had a natural love for any kind of animal, stood their ground. "Whatever is it?" murmured Hyacinth. It was as well that Belvane was there. "Allow me to present to your Royal Highness," she said, stepping forward, "his Royal Highness Prince Udo of Araby." "Prince _Udo?_" said Hyacinth, all unwilling to believe it. "I'm afraid so," said Udo gloomily. He had thought over this meeting a good deal in the last two or three days, and he realised now that he had underestimated the difficulties of it. Hyacinth remembered that she was a Princess and a woman. "I'm delighted to welcome your Royal Highness to Euralia," she said. "Won't you sit down--I mean up--er, down." (How _did_ rabbits sit? Or whatever he was?) Udo decided to sit u
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   53   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   61   62   63   64   65   66   67   68   69   70   71   72   73   74   75   76   77  
78   79   80   81   82   83   84   85   86   87   88   89   90   91   92   93   94   95   96   97   98   99   100   101   102   >>   >|  



Top keywords:

Highness

 

Hyacinth

 
Belvane
 

Princess

 

Prince

 

feeling

 

happened

 

nervous

 

faltered

 

shriek


slowly
 

backwards

 

Countess

 

thought

 

receive

 

dusted

 

natural

 

ground

 

murmured

 

Whatever


animal

 

familiar

 

attendant

 

moment

 

announced

 

priceless

 

picture

 

manuscript

 

Charlotte

 
Patacake

failed

 
trotted
 

accidents

 

unwilling

 

Euralia

 

profusely

 

delighted

 

difficulties

 

remembered

 

decided


rabbits

 

underestimated

 

afraid

 

gloomily

 

beautiful

 

present

 

stepping

 
forward
 

meeting

 

realised