“Do you remember,” said the Prince, “that, when you threw me the Golden Heart, you told me I should have to suffer almost more trouble than I could bear?”
“Yes,” she answered.
“Well,” continued he, “I nearly gave myself up for lost in the tunnel of rock; but, after all, I came safely through it. And it was a small price to pay for this,” he added, taking her hand.
“How brave you are!” said she.
He laughed. “But now,” he said, “I cannot imagine anything happier than the present. I have no wish unfulfilled but one, and that is to make you my wife, which I shall do in a few days.”
The Princess looked down. “I have one wish ungratified,” she replied.
“But you have only to say it,” exclaimed he; “surely you know I would do anything for you—anything. I promise it.”
“I can hardly ask you. It would seem as though I did not trust you. It troubles me very much,” she said, with tears in her eyes.
“Do not keep anything from me,” he implored. “I cannot be content now until I know what it is. You shall not go from here until you tell me.”
“If you would, only once, before our wedding-day, let me see your face.”