You see, when we got there, Thomas was raking the grass and he came to take the Princess' horse.
Her father was reading on a bench under a tree.

I helped her down, and walked with her to the door and said good-bye, and thanked her for the pleasure she had added to the day for us, loudly enough that he could hear; then I went over to him and said: 'Good evening, Mr.Pryor.

If my father knew anything about it, he would very much regret that company from Ohio detained him and compelled me to escort your daughter home.

He would greatly have enjoyed the privilege, but I honestly believe that I appreciated it far more than he could.'" "Oh Laddie, what did he say ?" "He arose and glared at me, and choked on it, and he tried several times, until I thought the clods were going to fly again, but at last he just spluttered: 'You blathering rascal, you!' That was such a compliment compared with what I thought he was going to say that I had to laugh.

He tried, but he couldn't keep from smiling himself, and then I said: 'Please think it over, Mr.Pryor, and if you find that Miss Pryor has had an agreeable, entertaining day, won't you give your consent for her to come among us again?
Won't you allow me to come here, if it can be arranged in such a way that I intrude on no one ?'" "Oh Laddie!" "He exploded in a kind of a snarl that meant, I'll see you in the Bad Place first.