"I am very happy in the gracious satisfaction of your royal highness.

I wished also to make known to you personally my wishes in regard to the petition for the little prince's pocket-money; he should learn the use of money." "Very well," said the king, nodding to the prince, who stood behind the tutor, holding up triumphantly the shuttle cock.
Yet, the most difficult feat remained to be accomplished.

The battledoor was in the very depths of the pocket; only the point of the handle was visible.
"Your majesty," cried Herr Behnisch, who had taken the approving exclamation of "very well" to himself--"your majesty, I am very happy that you have the grace to approve of my petition for pocket-money." "Yes, I think it well," said the king, "that the prince should learn not to throw money out of the window.

I will send you, monthly, for the prince, two Fredericks d'or, and, before you hand it over to him, change it into small pieces, that there may be a great pile of it." [Footnote: The king's own words--See "Confidential Letters."] Just at that moment the prince tried to seize the battle door.

Herr Behnisch felt the movement, and was on the point of turning around, when Frederick stopped him, by saying, "I believe it is time to commence a regular course of instruction for the prince.