A propos, I have news for thee.

Your wife, the incomparable Puttee Rooge," (white and red rose,) has arrived in camp." "My WIFE, my lord!" said I, aghast.
"Our daughter, the light of thine eyes! Go, my son; I see thou art wild with joy.

The Princess's tents are set up close by mine, and I know thou longest to join her." My wife?
Here was a complication truly!.