“Heaven forbid! No, you will not do that. Look! Quick! The wind is out. Pump for your life! So! Shall I tell you further why you are a fool?”
“If you please.”
“Because you do not seem to have the sense to know what would happen if your organ-blowing were to come under the notice of our Chancellor.”
“I can guess.”
“The grapes would be sour, at least they would set your teeth on edge, though your sense of taste would soon be over.”
“I dare say.”
“And yet it is worth the risk, eh? It is well that you are brave. This is the last time we meet here.”
“As the Princess wills.”
“She has willed it. I told her she was a—not wise to come to-day. You don’t think of me and the risk I run. I am not anxious to meet you in the next world yet. There! as you are brave, and this is truly the last time, give me the handle. But you will worry the Princess.”
With a word of thanks he had turned towards the front of the organ, when her voice called him back sharply. “Take care! We are watched. Bend down quickly.”