‘Oh, no objection at all. I should like it very much—that is, if you are content to run the risk of your life for such a small prize.’
But the Prince only answered:
‘Oh, your Majesty!’ and her Majesty flushed a little at his reply.
So they went on again in silence, and the road began to get fuller and fuller of people, and the Princess had her time so taken up by managing her ponies—for she was driving herself, you know—that she could not say much.
However, just as they reached the entry she said:
‘By the bye, what seat have you got?’
‘I believe they’ve given me a seat over on the south side,’ he answered.
‘Dear me, how careless of them. Why, you’ll have the sun in your face all the time you’re not tilting, and it will give you such a headache. You’d better come into the Royal Box—they’ve got an awning over that, and you’ll be able to see much better. Do come.’