You will be promoted down, like a booby who has been raised by chance to the top of the class!" "Well," said I, humbly, for I always reverenced age, "then I hope, High-Chancellor Dessauer, that I shall carry my musketoon as becomes a brave man!" "I do not doubt it!" said he.

"And that is the most hopeful thing I have seen about you yet.

It is just possible, on the other hand, that you may yet rule and the Prince carry the piece." "God forbid!" said I, heartily.

For next to my own father, of all men I loved the Prince.
"The Princess hath a pretty hand," remarked Dessauer casually, as if he had said, "It will rain to-morrow!" "I' faith, yes!" said I; "what have you been at to find out that ?" "Weak--weak!" he said, shaking his head.

"I fear you will wreck on that rock.