But what is a King to a man in love?
Presently we two were alone in the garden, the Princess and myself.

She was whispering instructions, telling me that I was a man of courage.
"It is not too late to back out," she said.
"I would face a thousand kings rather," I replied.
We could see at the gate the carriage which was to take us to the station.

Now came the moment when I was tried by the crucible and found to be dross.

I committed the most foolish blunder of my life.
My love suddenly overleapt its bounds.

In a moment my arms were around her lithe body; my lips met hers squarely.