She drove them away and tried to conceal them.

"But am I not too cold with him?" thought the princess.

" I try to be reserved because in the depth of my soul I feel too near to him already, but then he cannot know what I think of him and may imagine that I do not like him.

" And Princess Mary tried, but could not manage, to be cordial to her new guest.

" Poor girl, she's devilish ugly!" thought Anatole.