"We will be
the gainers by such an alliance. Mr. Blithers."
"I don't go much on alliances," said the capitalist. "I believe in
keeping out of them if possible."
"I see," said the Baron reflectively. There was another silence.
Then: "It has come to our notice in a most direct manner that the
Prince of Dawsbergen feels that his friendly consideration of a
proposal made by our government some years ago is being disregarded
in a manner that can hardly be anything but humiliating to him, not
only as a sovereign but as a father."
"He's the one who has the marriageable daughter, eh? I had really
forgotten the name."
The Baron leaned forward, still tapping the table-top with his long,
slim fingers.
"The report that Prince Robin is to marry your daughter, Mr.
Blithers, has reached his ears. It is only natural that he should
feel resentful. For fifteen years there has been an understanding
that the Crown Princess of Dawsbergen and the Prince of Graustark
were one day to be wedded to each other. You will admit that the
present reports are somewhat distressing to him and unquestionably so
to the Crown Princess.
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