"In my own country I am a princess," she said.
"Indeed?"
"You do not believe me?"
"Why not? You look every inch a princess," he answered.
"It is so like a man to say what he thinks will please," she returned with a flash in her eyes. "You do not believe me, but you are afraid to say so. Go down there and ask them."
"I do not disbelieve you," said Ellerey quietly.
The girl relented in a moment.
"We should be very good friends, you and I, if we knew each other. You have ambition. I can see it in your face."
"I had, Princess."
"Hush, no one calls me that here. Why do you say you had ambition?"