“He wants to get into the boat again,” said William respectfully.
The baby blinked up at him and kept a tight grasp on his glove.
The Prince deferred to the grandfather as to what line of action was to be taken with this novelty.
“Shall I put him into the boat again?” he asked.
“Nay, Mynheer, let him be—he sleeps too much, that is why he is so fat.”
“I like him,” said William gravely. “I have never seen a child so close before.”
The fisherman was not enthusiastic; he returned to his point.
“What can you tell me of the Prince, Mynheer?”
William gave him an intent look.
“What can I tell you of the Prince of Orange?”