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"Bud bebbermints you do not like!" said the baron again. "Bollyooly says bebbermints is goot," said the prince stolidly; and he turned on his heel. The baron searched the far-smiling sea with wild, questioning eyes. It offered neither explanation nor comfort.

In his emotion the baron had not kept his usual wary watch on his young charge, and so failed to observe the light of battle gather and gleam in his eyes. But as he finished the prince sprang at him, cried angrily: "Bollyooly isn't!" and kicked him on the shin.

"Did you see zat? Id is ze creeket! 'e caught 'im out," he bellowed in stentorian tones which rang out far across the marsh. "Bollyooly has made 'im zlim! She has made 'im roon! She has made 'im peenk! She has taught 'im ze creeket! She shall rewarded be! I will gonfer on 'er ze Order of Chastity of Lippe-Schweidnitz of ze zecond class!"

"Bollyooly, your Highness," gasped the baron in a feverish doubt whether he was standing on his head or his heels, for the grand duke had heard her call the hope of the house of Lippe-Schweidnitz "Adalbert" with his own ears! "Bollyooly? A beautiful name!" cried the grand duke with enthusiasm. Then came the great event of Prince Adalbert's life.

"I didn't do anything!" cried Pollyooly with indignant heat. "He did it himself! He would fall into the dyke! He's the most aggravating little boy I ever knew!" "You trow 'im into ze dyke! You id on purpose did!" cried the furious baron. "Bollyooly didn't," said his little charge stolidly.

"Bollyooly zent me to buy bebbermints," said his charge stolidly, without stopping. "Mein Gott!" cried the baron. "And now that she-devil-child uses you as a lackey!" "She wanted zem," said his charge stolidly, pursuing his way without turning his head. "Bud bebbermints you do not like!" cried the baron. "Bollyooly wanted bebbermints," said the prince stolidly.

"It will goom soon doubtlez. Bud Bollyooly, will she obey? Zeze English blay zere creeket very 'ard." "She would be made obey," said the baron firmly. The grand duke changed the subject by raising his voice in a splendid, heartening roar at Pollyooly, who was running swiftly around the bases; and for nearly an hour he did his best to burst the welkin.

That royal family left her unimpressed and certainly unrevering. She was hardly curious about the grand duke. On the way to him the slim equerry asked her her name, and told her to be sure to address the grand duke as "your Highness." On the sea-wall he took her hand, grew rigid, saluted, and said: "I present the Fräulein Bollyooly von Bride to your Highness."

Nothing of the kind. After a hearty lunch he rose and said firmly: "I'm going to blay wiz Bollyooly." He went. The baron followed him gloomily. Now he knew the cosmic all to be a mere time-honored cheat. In this order they came down on to the beach and approached a group of children in which Pollyooly reigned.

Would she nod goom for mooch money, you zink?" "I do nod zink she could be persuaded to coom," said his equerry. "No: she would nod goom," said the grand duke. The baron had an inspiration; he said in a stern voice: "Ze day, 'ighness; ze day will goom soon. Zen you will gommand only; and Bollyooly will obey." "Ach, yes: ze day," said the grand duke, watching the playing children.