She went to the window again with something like an inward oath at the dolts of commonplace women who had all the best chances, but was back in a moment, laughing nervously.
"Do you know he has on that old brown suit ?" She leaned against the jamb of the door.

"If I were a prince, and came a-wooing, I would have troops of my Jagers, and trumpets and banners with the arms of my House, and I'd wear all my decorations.

Of course we Americans are bound to say that rank and royalty are dead things.

But if I had them, I'd galvanize the corpses! If they are useful as shows, I'd make the show worth seeing.

I'd cover myself with jewels like the old Romanoffs.