Always he was using his greater strength to help her lead it at the required speed.

Never in the history of the courts of Europe has a princess been so hauled, shoved, dragged, jerked, towed and lugged over rough ground.

On the second morning she awoke so stiff that she could hardly move; but by the fifth evening she could give forth an ear-piercing yell that would have done credit to Erebus herself.
All her life the princess had been starved of affection; her mother had died when she was in her cradle; her father had been immersed in his pleasures; no one had been truly fond of her; and she had been truly fond of no one.

It is hardly too much to say that she was coming to adore the Terror.

Even at their most violent and thrilling moments his care for her never relaxed.