He was about to pass down the stairs, when a voice stopped him.
"Well, why not?" said the voice. "The young woman has not received a modern education. She cannot drive a motor, play bridge, insist upon your going to the most fashionable restaurant and ordering eight dollars' worth of worthless imitation food, dance like a fiend, and spend money generally like the manager of an international war. She's been asleep so long that she might be just the one you want."
"By Jove!" exclaimed the Prince. "And to think I might have gone off without her!" So saying, he did the proper thing.
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"Some un sick at yo' house, Mis' Carter?" inquired Lila. "Ah seed de doctah's kyar eroun' dar yestidy."
"It was for my brother, Lila."
"Sho! What's he done got de matter of 'im?"
"Nobody seems to know what the disease is. He can eat and sleep as well as ever, he stays out all day long on the veranda in the sun, and seems as well as anyone, but he can't do any work at all."
"He cain't—yo' says he cain't work?"
"Not a stroke."