Having done this I thought no more of the matter.

The next morning Her Majesty--well, I think I had better say no more about it.

I, the culprit, was denounced and had to keep out of the way for a day or two.

Then it was that the good-natured Prince proved himself a friend, and got me out of my scrape.
I passed two of the happiest years of my life in the Queen's yacht, after which I was promoted to the rank of lieutenant, and appointed to a ship in the Mediterranean, where I passed for several years the usual humdrum life of a naval officer during times of profound peace.
However, while serving as a lieutenant in the Mediterranean, I had the advantage of taking part in one of the most interesting political events of the century, namely, the flight of Pius IX.

from Rome.