"I have read the Delaware State Sun," she said triumphantly, "regularly, every week since we left home.

When I go back I shall be only seven days behind with the Wilmington news." Jean glanced at her contemptuously.

"Look at that great castle on yonder mountain," she said.

"You could lodge a village inside of the ramparts.

Do you think Wolfburgh Schloss is like that?
The prince told us last night," turning to Miss Vance, "the old legends about his castle.