He read the letter and re-read it.
"No," said he, impatiently; "I must now think of my daughter.

Her dignity and her birth forbid that she should run like a criminal in fear of capture, and at the peril very likely of her life, to a king who, after all, is as yet without a crown." And then seeing Wogan flush at the words, he softened them.

"I frankly say to you, Mr.Warner, that I know no one to whom I would sooner entrust my daughter than yourself, were I persuaded to this project.

But it is doomed to fail.

It would make us the laughing-stock of Europe, and I ask you to forget it.