[Without answering him.] You didn't call me a little devil then?
No, I suppose I did not.
You said I was lovely in my white dress, and that I looked like a little princess.
I have no doubt you did, Miss Wangel.—And besides—I was feeling so buoyant and free that day—
And then you said that when I grew up I should be your princess.
[Laughing a little.] Dear, dear—did I say that too?
Yes, you did. And when I asked how long I should have to wait, you said that you would come again in ten years—like a troll—and carry me off—to Spain or some such place. And you promised you would buy me a kingdom there.
[As before.] Yes, after a good dinner one doesn't haggle about the halfpence. But did I really say all that?
[Laughs to herself.] Yes. And you told me, too, what the kingdom was to be called.
Well, what was it?