[The Prisoner of Zenda by Anthony Hope]@TWC D-Link bookThe Prisoner of Zenda CHAPTER 5 13/16
I think we were both glad when that was over! But neither in the face of the princess nor in that of any other did I see the least doubt or questioning.
Yet, had I and the King stood side by side, she could have told us in an instant, or, at least, on a little consideration.
But neither she nor anyone else dreamed or imagined that I could be other than the King.
So the likeness served, and for an hour I stood there, feeling as weary and blase as though I had been a king all my life; and everybody kissed my hand, and the ambassadors paid me their respects, among them old Lord Topham, at whose house in Grosvenor Square I had danced a score of times.
Thank heaven, the old man was as blind as a bat, and did not claim my acquaintance. Then back we went through the streets to the Palace, and I heard them cheering Black Michael; but he, Fritz told me, sat biting his nails like a man in a reverie, and even his own friends said that he should have made a braver show.
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