"A rollicking adventure! Where's the story-book to match it?
A kingdom, working in the dark, headless; fine reading for these sneaking journalists! Thunder and blazes!" with an amiability which had behind it a good leaven of despair.

"Well, nephew, you have not as yet answered either Mr.Carmichael's question or my own.

What do you mean by Gretchen ?" "I love her," nobly.

"And well for you, my uncle, that you come as you do.

I would have married her! Wrong her?
What was a crown to me who, till now, have never worn one save in speech?
_You_ have been the king." "Bodies must have heads, kingdoms must have kings.