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With an air of indescribable dignity, Giglio checked their natural, but no more seemly, familiarity. 'Jones, Smith, my good friends, said the PRINCE, 'disguise is henceforth useless; I am no more the humble student Giles, I am the descendant of a royal line. 'Atavis edite regibus, I know, old co cried Jones. 'Friends, continued the Prince, 'I am that Giglio, I am, in fact, Paflagonia.
Deign to be mine, and I swear to bring to your bridal table the head of King Padella, the eyes and nose of his son Prince Bulbo, the right hand and ears of the usurping Sovereign of Paflagonia, which country shall thenceforth be an appanage to your to OUR Crown! Say yes; Hogginarmo is not accustomed to be denied.
'A soldier, Prince, must needs obey his orders: mine are to help His Majesty Padella. 'First catch your hare! ha, Hedzoff! exclaimed His Royal Highness. On the body of GIGLIO, whilome Prince of Paflagonia' Hedzoff went on, with indescribable emotion. 'My Prince, give up your sword without ado. Look! we are thirty thousand men to one! 'Give up my sword!
"Ha!" exclaimed the King, "by my fay, 'tis Elephant and Castle, pursuivant of my brother of Paflagonia; and the Knight, an my memory serves me, is the gallant Captain Hedzoff! What news from Paflagonia, gallant Hedzoff? Elephant and Castle, beshrew me, thy trumpeting must have made thee thirsty. What will my trusty herald like to drink?"
Before the ceremony at church it was the custom in Paflagonia, as it is in other countries, for the bride and bridegroom to sign the Contract of Marriage, which was to be witnessed by the Chancellor, Minister, Lord Mayor, and principal officers of state.
He was rather short, rather stout, rather red-haired, but, in fine, for a Prince, not so bad. So they sat and talked, the Royal personages together, the Crim Tartar officers with those of Paflagonia Giglio very comfortable with Gruffanuff behind the throne. He looked at her with such tender eyes, that her heart was all in a flutter.
Here is the key, duck; they are all yours, you know, by right, for you are the rightful King of Paflagonia, and your wife will be the rightful Queen. 'Will she? says Giglio.
Now you begin to perceive that Angelica had faults of her own, and was by no means such a wonder of wonders as people represented Her Royal Highness to be. And now let us speak about Prince Giglio, the nephew of the reigning monarch of Paflagonia.
Whilst he was lying sick in this way, there came to the Court of Paflagonia a famous painter, whose name was Tomaso Lorenzo, and who was Painter in Ordinary to the King of Crim Tartary, Paflagonia's neighbour. Tomaso Lorenzo painted all the Court, who were delighted with his works; for even Countess Gruffanuff looked young and Glumboso good-humoured in his pictures.
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