“And in what part of the globe is Ethiopia, Ricardo?”
“Oh! I don’t know. Asia, perhaps,” answered the prince.
The king groaned.
“That boy will never understand our foreign relations. Ethiopia in Asia!” he said to himself, but he did not choose to make any remark at the moment.
The prince ran upstairs to dress. On the stairs he met the Princess Jaqueline.
“Oh, Dick! are you hurt?” she said, turning very pale.
“No, not I; but the monster is. I had a capital day, Jack; rescued a princess, too.”
“Was she—was she very pretty, Dick?”
“Oh! I don’t know. Pretty enough, I daresay. Much like other girls. Why, you look
quite white! What’s the matter? Now you look all right again;” for, indeed, the Princess Jaqueline was blushing.