I dared not for a moment take my palm off her mouth.

For as like as not she would call out for the Duke Casimir to come and deliver her from my cruelty.

So I stuck to my post, even though I knew that I angered her.
The morning was warm for a winter's day in Thorn, and I pulled open my brown blanket and wrapped her coseyly within it, chilling myself to the bone as I did so.
It seemed ages before the Duke strode down the stair again, and took his way across the yard, with my father, in black, after him.

For so he was used to dress when he went to the Hall of Judgment, to be present and assist at the discovery of crime by means of the Minor and Extreme Questions.
Then, so soon as they were fairly gone, I took my hand from the mouth of the Little Playmate, and carried her down-stairs; which as soon as I had done, she slapped my face soundly.
"I will never, never speak to you any more so long as I live, rude boy--common street brat!" she said, biting her under-lip in ineffectual, petulant anger.

"Listen, never as long as I live! So do not think it! Upstart, so to treat a lady and a Princess!" And with that she burst into tears..