I never cared for virtue till I fell in love with my Prince.' She laughed musically.

'And even so, it is not for your virtues,' she added.
Otto was embarrassed.

'And now,' he asked, 'if you are anyway rested ?' 'Presently, presently.

Let me breathe,' she said, panting a little harder than before.
'And what has so wearied you ?' he asked.

'This bag?
And why, in the name of eccentricity, a bag?
For an empty one, you might have relied on my own foresight; and this one is very far from being empty.