He knocked at her door, but there was no answer.
"That is like the Duchess," said he.

"Always cool; a body can't excite her-can't keep her excited, anyway.

Now she has gone off to sleep again, as comfortably as if she were used to picking up a million dollars every day or two" Then he vent to bed.

But he could not sleep; so he got up and wrote a long, rapturous letter to Louise, and another to his mother.

And he closed both to much the same effect: "Laura will be queen of America, now, and she will be applauded, and honored and petted by the whole nation.