He was of too marked an appearance to escape recognition long.
Some knew him at once.
They stopped, hesitated, swayed together.…
“The Prince!” the word went round.
Then every hat and cap was off.
“Long live Your Highness!… God keep Your Highness!”
William touched his beaver.
“Thank you, my friends,” he said gravely.
They crowded round him, men, women and boys.…
Mr. Bromley felt a startled amazement to see the half sobbing, deep intensity of their enthusiasm; as if love of home, of country, and God were each and all expressed in their passionate devotion to this young man.