And those ancestors stayed in that forest for five hundred years after that.

Prince Adalbert doesn't throw back more than a hundred and fifty years.

If a red Deeping produced an Adalbert, he would throw back six hundred and fifty years; and it isn't done." "Yes," said Pollyooly politely, though she did not follow at all his abstruse dissertation.
"So you see you needn't feel overpaid at all," he said.
"No," said Pollyooly in the tone of one perfectly satisfied.
"Besides, if you do, you can always put in a little more training." "Oh, yes: that was what I was meaning to do," she said.
Now that Pollyooly had been approved, or rather enthusiastically welcomed, as the ideal companion of Prince Adalbert, the baron was all affability and winning smiles.

He had indeed reason to be, for she made life much easier for him.

Without a care he abandoned Prince Adalbert to her whenever she would have him, and sat reading or sleeping in his deck-chair on the sunny sands with a mind wholly at peace.