She forgot the grand duke; she forgot the eleven golden sovereigns; she thought only of the game; and she drove her team and the perspiring prince with merciless vigor.
The grand duke watched it closely, now and then applauding in an excited, ringing voice.

Prince Adalbert had performed his one great exploit and was now declined upon a lower level.

He played his best, obeying with his natural clumsiness the shrieked commands of Pollyooly; but he did not again arise to a really meritorious feat.

Nevertheless, the grand duke was content with him.
He did not indeed watch him very closely; he had chiefly eyes for Pollyooly.
Once he said with enthusiasm: "She is ze gompanion Adalbert 'af need of." And again he said with enthusiasm: "'ow it would be goot if she goom to Schweidnitz and blay wiz 'im all ze days, Erkelenz!" The slim equerry shook his head and said in a tone of conviction: "She would nod coom, Highness." Being of a younger generation, he spoke better English than his royal master.
The grand duke shook his head sadly, and said; "No: she would nod goom.

Would she nod goom for mooch money, you zink ?" "I do nod zink she could be persuaded to coom," said his equerry.
"No: she would nod goom," said the grand duke.