Her eyes fastened upon Nigel's: and his, fighting this uneven battle, drooped.
"I do not know if I love her! But I love none other! And then she is not a princess!"
"And one does not love the stars!" she interposed, rather with a touch of malice. "So you can worship but not love me, Colonel Nigel!"
"What can I say, your Highness? I must be true at all costs!"
A mist came over her fine eyes. She gave him her hand. This time he bowed and kissed it.
With a quick movement she turned, walked into the shadows, and he saw no more of her that night nor till he departed for his journey.