I've stopped waiting on him.

He hasn't money enough to buy the shadow of a smile from me, even though he is the king's son." "I commend your discretion, Betty," said George.

"But if Monmouth and his friends have been coming here, the Old Swan must be having rare company." "Yes," returned Betty, with a touch of pride.

"A duchess and a princess are now taking dinner in the small dining room.

There! You may hear the princess laughing now! She is a merry one." "A princess, say you, Betty ?" asked George.