"Daddy, fetch the Prince a cigar," said Dodo.
He looked at her, considering this.
"But, no; I will choose my own," he said. "I will smell each, and I will take the smelliest."
During this hand an unfortunate incident occurred. The Princess, seeing an ace on the table, thought it came from an opponent, and trumped it.
"But what are you about?" he asked. "Also it was mine ace."
She gathered up the trick.
"My fault, dearest," she said. "Quite my fault. Now what shall I do?"
He laid down his hand.
"But you have played a trump when I had played the ace," he said.
"Dearest, I have said it was a mistake," said she.