"One gets rather tired here of the regular St.George's, Hanover Square, business, and all that comes afterwards." "Dear Lady Maggie," Chalmers replied, "that is the trouble.

Prince Shan would never marry you." "Why not ?" she asked simply.
"First of all," Chalmers went on, after a moment's hesitation, "because Prince Shan, broad-minded though he seems to be and is on all the great questions of the world, still preserves something of what we should call the superstition of his country and order.

I believe, in his own mind, he looks upon himself as being one of the few elect of the earth.

He travels, he is gracious everywhere, but though his manner is the perfection of form, in his heart he is still aloof.

He rides through the clouds from Asia, and he leaves always something of himself over there on the other side.