Farewell, then, princess, and may your days be happier and more serene than those of poor Thomas Seymour!" He bowed low before her, and then went slowly to the door.

He had already opened it and was about to step out, when a hand was suddenly laid on his shoulder and drew him with vehement impetuosity back into the room.
"Do you want to go ?" asked Elizabeth, with fluttering breath and trembling voice.

"You want to leave me, and, flouting me, you want now, it may be, to go to the Duchess of Richmond, your mistress, and relate to her with a sneer that the Princess Elizabeth granted you an interview, and that you have flouted her ?" "The Duchess of Richmond is not my mistress," said the earl, earnestly.
"No, not your mistress; but she will very soon be your wife!" "She will never be my wife!" "And why not ?" "Because I do not love her, princess." A beam of delight passed over Elizabeth's pale, agitated face.

"Why do you call me princess ?" asked she.
"Because you have come as a princess to favor your poor servant with an audience.

But, ah, it would be greatly abusing your princely grace did I want to protract this audience still further.