"Yes?"
"You both are—shall I say it—flirts."
I began to disclaim.
"Nonsense!" she cut in. "Don't you think a woman knows another woman—and also a man?"
"By your leave, cousin, I'll not think," I said.
"It's a bit unnecessary sometimes," she laughed.
I made no reply. In truth, I knew none. But the Princess did not seem to notice it. She was plucking at the roses again.
"I wish I might flirt," she broke out suddenly.
I grasped the marble rail for support.
"Don't look so surprised," she laughed, "I'll not try it—I know what is permitted me."