"Well, so I do."
"But you mustn't," said her mother.
Princess Charlotte made a face—rather a pretty one.
"I can't help having my opinions, mamma."
"Then you mustn't express them—not publicly."
"If I am not to express them," argued the Princess, "why do you send me into public at all? Isn't laying foundation-stones and opening bazaars a public expression of opinion? Don't I go because you approve of them?"
"That is a very different matter," said her mother. "Good objects like those no one can possibly object to."
"But I think anti-vivisection a good object."
"I don't care what you think," said her father, "you are perfectly free to think as you like. What I want to know is—who do you suppose is going to pay that hundred pounds?"
"You are, papa." She smiled on him sweetly.