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THE LIGHT PRINCESS. |
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" My butler! you lying rascal! What do you mean?"
" I mean, I will cork your big bottle."
"Is the fellow mad?" bawled the king, raising the point of his sword.
"I will put a stopper—plug—what you call it, in your leaky lake, grand monarch," said the prince.
The king was in such a rage that before he could speak he had time to cool, and to reflect that it would be great waste to kill the only man who was willing to be useful in the present emergency, seeing that in the end the insolent fellow would be as dead as if he had died by his majesty's own hand.
"Oh !" said he at last, putting up his sword with difficulty, it was so long; " I am obliged to you, you young fool ! Take a glass of wine?"
" No, thank you," replied the prince. |
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