Meanwhile there took place below, in the prince's little library, one of the scenes so often repeated between the parents on account of their favorite daughter.

"What? I'll tell you what!" shouted the prince, waving his arms, and at once wrapping his squirrel-lined dressing-gown round him again.

" That you've no pride, no dignity; that you're disgracing, ruining your daughter by this vulgar, stupid match-making!" "But, really, for mercy's sake, prince, what have I done?" said the princess, almost crying.