"Oh, but I was, I was! It was only— That's the silly thing I want to tell you. But you'll laugh."
"It wasn't a laughing matter to me."
"I know I was hateful."
"It was—bewildering. I couldn't understand why everything was all wrong and then, suddenly, everything was all right."
"I know—I was detestable. I can't think how I could. But, you see, I was disappointed. I meant to arrange for you to meet me at some very pretty place and I was going to have a very pretty luncheon. I'd thought it all out . . . and it was exactly the same as yours, almost, only I shouldn't have known the name of the quite-perfect wine and, then . . . there you were, you know, and I hadn't been able to make things nice for you."
"Was that really all, my Princess?"
"Yes, that was all."
"But still I don't understand why everything was suddenly all right."
"It was what you said. That made everything all right."
"What I said?"