“Well, what did he say?” asked the Princess.
“I really cannot tell you,” said the Lady-in-Waiting. “It is too dreadful.”
“Then you can whisper it,” said the Princess.
So she whispered it.
“He is very rude,” said the Princess, and she walked away. But when she had walked a few steps the bells sounded so sweetly:
“Ah, my dear Augustus,
All is lost, all is lost.”
“Listen,” said the Princess, “ask him whether he will have his kisses from my Ladies-in-Waiting.”
“No, thank you,” said the Swineherd. “I will have ten kisses from the Princess, or I will keep my pipkin.”
“How tiresome it is,” said the Princess; “but you must stand round me, so that nobody shall see.”