For shall we see our ancestor on horseback?
It will be a not-scribable joy! Or not?
So we guess, we are worried.

At near eleven o'clock a cannon fires, sthe tent is lifted, and we see; but I am impatient wid my breaths for de gun to go.' I said it would be a fine sight.
'For strangers, yes; you should be of de palace to know what a fine sight! sthe finest! And you are for Sarkeld?
You have friends in Sarkeld ?' 'My father is in Sarkeld, mademoiselle.

I am told he is at the palace.' 'Indeed; and he is English, your fater ?' 'Yes.

I have not seen him for years; I have come to find him.' 'Indeed; it is for love of him, your fater, sir, you come, and not speak German ?' I signified that it was so.
'She stroked her pony's neck musing.
'Because, of love is not much in de family in England, it is said,' she remarked very shyly, and in recovering her self-possession asked the name of my father.
'His name, mademoiselle, is Mr.Richmond.' 'Mr.Richmond ?' 'Mr.Richmond Roy.' She sprang in her saddle.
'You are son to Mr.Richmond Roy?
Oh! it is wonderful.' 'Mademoiselle, then you have seen him lately ?' 'Yes, yes! I have seen him.

I have heard of his beautiful child, his son; and you it is ?' She studied my countenance a moment.
'Tell me, is he well ?' mademoiselle, is he quite well ?' 'Oh, yes,' she answered, and broke into smiles of merriment, and then seemed to bite her underlip.