CHAPTER VII.
_The Prince Falls in Love_.
He understood all this, and burst out laughing, which nearly frightened an old lady near him out of her wits.

Ah! how he wished he was only in evening dress, that he might dance with the charming young lady.

But there he was, dressed just as if he were going out to hunt, if anyone could have seen him.

So, even if he took off his cap of darkness, and became visible, he was no figure for a ball.

Once he would not have cared, but now he cared very much indeed.
But the prince was not clever for nothing.