I contained myself enough to say, 'Very well, the world, sir.'
'Flirted with one of their princesses?' He winked.
'On that subject I will talk to you some other time,' said I.
'Got to pay an indemnity? or what?' He professed alarm, and pushed for explanations, with the air of a man of business ready to help me if need were. 'Make a clean breast of it, Harry. You 're not the son of Tom Fool the Bastard for nothing, I'll swear. All the same you're Beltham; you're my grandson and heir, and I'll stand by you. Out with 't! She's a princess, is she?'
The necessity for correcting his impressions taught me to think the moment favourable. I said, 'I am engaged to her, sir.'
He returned promptly: 'Then you'll break it off.'
I shook my head.
'Why, you can't jilt my girl at home!' said he.
'Do you find a princess objectionable, sir?'
'Objectionable? She's a foreigner. I don't know her. I never saw her. Here's my Janet I've brought up for you, under my own eyes, out of the way of every damned soft-sawderer, safe and plump as a melon under a glass, and you fight shy of her, and go and engage yourself to a foreigner I don't know and never saw! By George, Harry, I'll call in a parson to settle you soon as ever we sight Riversley. I'll couple you, by George, I will! 'fore either of you know whether you're on your legs or your backs.'