Thank you for overlooking my indiscretion.

Thank you, my dear little Prince, for the happiest experience of my life.

I shall never forget this hour." He looked boldly into her eyes, and not at the Prince.

"Have you ever been in New York ?" he asked abruptly.
He was not at all sure whether the look she gave him was one of astonishment or resentment.

At any rate, it was a quick glance, followed by the palpable suppression of words that first came to her lips, and the substitution of a very polite: "Yes, and I love it." He beamed.