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The only Prince I ever knew was a damned rascal, and
I'm going to be careful about this one. You remember that measly--"
"There is no question about Prince Robin," said she sharply.
"I suppose the only question is, how much will he want?"
"You mean--settlement?"
"Sure."
"Have you no romance in your soul, William Blithers?"
"I never believed in fairy stories," said he grimly. "And what's
more, I don't take any stock in cheap novels in which American heroes
go about marrying into royal families and all that sort of rot. It
isn't done, Lou. If you want to marry into a royal family you've got
to put up the coin."
"Prince Robin's mother, the poor Princess Yetive, married an American
for love, let me remind you."
"Umph! Where is this Groostock anyway?"
"'Somewhere east of the setting sun,'" she quoted. "You _must_ learn
how to pronounce it."
"I never was good at foreign languages. By the way, where is Maud
this afternoon?"
"Motoring."
He waited for additional information. It was not vouchsafed, so he
demanded somewhat fearfully:
"Who with?"
"Young Scoville.


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