The princess, who wanted to hear Miss Lambart talk, was annoyed.

They had reached dessert; and Miss Lambart was congratulating her on the improvement in her appetite since she had just made an excellent meal, and said that it must be the air of Muttle Deeping.

The baroness uttered a loud and contemptuous snort, and filled her plate with peaches.

The princess looked at her with an expression of great dislike.

The baroness gobbled up one peach with a rapidity almost inconceivable in a human being, and very noisily, and was midway through the second when the princess spoke.
"I want some children to play with," she said.
Briskly and with the sound of a loud unpleasant sob the baroness gulped down the other half of the peach, and briskly she said: "Zere are no children in zis country, your Royal Highness." It was the custom for the princess to speak and hear only English in England.
"But I see plenty of children when I drive," said the princess.
"Zey are nod children; zey are nod 'igh an' well-born," said the baroness in rasping tones.
"Then you must find some high and well-born children for me to play with," said the princess.
"Moost?
Moost ?" cried the baroness in a high voice.