Your sentinel's the King." At that moment Wogan pushed aside the curtain.
"No, your Highness," said he, "but the King's servant." The Princess-mother dropped into a chair and looked at her visitor with despair.

It was not the sentinel, to be sure, but, on the other hand, it was Mr.Wogan, whom she knew for a very insistent man with a great liking for his own way.

She drew little comfort from Mr.Wogan's coming.
It seemed, too, that he was not very welcome to Clementina; for she drew back a step and in a voice which dropped and had a tremble of disappointment, "Mr.Wogan," she said, "the King is well served;" and she stood there without so much as offering him her hand.

Wogan had not counted on so cold a greeting, but he understood the reason, and was not sure but what he approved of it.

After all, she had encountered perils on the King's account; she had some sort of a justification to believe the King would do the like for her.