She resumed 'The Grand Seigneur was at Vienna last year, and would not come to Sarkeld, though he knew I was ill.' My father stooped low.
'The Grand Seigneur, your servant, dear princess, was an Ottoman Turk, and his Grand Vizier advised him to send flowers in his place weekly.' 'I had them, and when we could get those flowers nowhere else,' she replied.

'So it was you! So my friends have been about me.' During the remainder of the walk I was on one side of the chair, and her little maid on the other, while my father to rearward conversed with Miss Sibley.

The princess took a pleasure in telling me that this Aennchen of hers knew me well, and had known me before ever her mistress had seen me.

Aennchen was the eldest of the two children Temple and I had eaten breakfast with in the forester's hut.

I felt myself as if in the forest again, merely wondering at the growth of the trees, and the narrowness of my vision in those days.
At parting, the princess said, 'Is my English improved?
You smiled at it once.