How the King acknowledged it I do not know. My whole attention was
given to the Princess. It was my first good view of her since the day
I had acted as substitute groom. For the bad few minutes lately passed
had been given over to labial and mental sensations to the exclusion of
the ocular. Now I had more leisure while those ranking and senior to
Courtney made their felicitations upon the royal birthday.
She was little changed from my lady of the forest; only a bit more
roundness to the figure and maturity in the face, particularly about
the set of the mouth when in repose. Otherwise, she was the same
charming woman who had smiled me into subjection six years before.
Beautiful? Of course; but do not ask me for description, other than
that she was medium in height, willowy in figure and dark blonde in
type. With that outline your imagination must fill in the rest. Words
only caricature a glorious woman.
When it came our turn, the King seemed to make it a point to greet me
with marked cordiality; not waiting for my name to be announced, but
stepping over to the edge of the dais to meet me and holding me in
conversation an unusual time. It was noticed to the Court that I had
the royal favor.
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