The Prince looked glum, but interposed no imperial objection.

Instead he suddenly shoved the cigarette box under the nose of his dainty relative, who at that unpropitious instant stooped over to watch King's awkward attempt to release the fishes.
"Look at the worms," said the Prince engagingly, opening the box with a snap.
"Oh!" cried the young lady, starting back.

"Throw them away! the horned things!" "Oh, they can't bite," scoffed the Prince.

"See! I'm not afraid of 'em.
Look at this one." He held up a wriggler and she fled to the rock.

She happened to glance at Truxton's averted face and was conscious of a broad grin; whereupon she laughed in the quick staccato of embarrassment.
It must be confessed that King's composure was sorely disturbed.