THE PRINCESS. Oh yes, of course. But how—
ERMYNTRUDE [taking out her handkerchief and showing signs of grief]. My poor mistress—
THE PRINCESS. Oh please say no more. Don't think about it. So tactless of me to mention it.
ERMYNTRUDE [mastering her emotion and smiling through her tears]. Your Highness is too good.
THE PRINCESS. Do you think you could be happy with me? I attach such importance to that.
ERMYNTRUDE [gushing]. Oh, I know—I shall.
THE PRINCESS. You must not expect too much. There is my uncle. He is very severe and hasty; and he is my guardian. I once had a maid I liked very much; but he sent her away the very first time.
ERMYNTRUDE. The first time of what, Your Highness?
THE PRINCESS. Oh, something she did. I am sure she had never done it before; and I know she would never have done it again, she was so truly contrite and nice about it.
ERMYNTRUDE. About what, Your Highness?