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McCutcheon, George Barr, 1866-1928

"The Prince of Graustark"

You may--
"
"I am quite sure of that," he interrupted, with his ready smile. "You
see, I am a person of no consequence in Vienna, while you--Ah, well,
as an American girl you will be hobnobbing with the nobility while
the humble Schmidt sits afar off and marvels at the kindness of a
fate that befell him in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, and yet
curses the fate that makes him unworthy of the slightest notice from
the aforesaid American girl. For, I daresay, Miss Guile, you, like
all American girls, are ready to leap at titles."
"That really isn't fair, Mr. Schmidt," she protested, flushing. "Why
should you and I quarrel over a condition that cannot apply to either
of us? You are not a nobleman, and I am not a title-seeking American
girl. So, why all this beautiful irony?"
"It only remains for me to humbly beg your pardon and to add that if
you come to Vienna my every waking hour shall be devoted to the
pleasure of--"
"I am sorry I mentioned it, Mr. Schmidt," she interrupted coldly.
"You may rest easy, for I shall not keep you awake for a single hour.


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