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“‘Oh, not at all, not at all,’ replied the hermit. ‘In the first place, you have given us the great honor of visiting you and of occupying our old suite of apartments. I cannot describe to your Royal Highness the pleasure I felt when I saw my dressing-gown hanging on its accustomed hook, with my favorite slippers beneath it.’

“‘I take back my invitation for a week!’ cried the Prince. ‘Now that I know who you are, you must stay with me for a long time. I wish you could stay always,’ he added, his eyes still fixed upon the beautiful young woman. Then, as if to explain this outburst of interest, he said: ‘You know, I rely so much on your advice and counsel, and there is no knowing what that Dowager may do next.’

“‘You are right,’ said the ex-hermit; ‘there is no possible way of knowing. But a plan has suggested itself to me which I think may relieve you of any possible annoyance or molestation. My idea is that you shall marry my daughter. Then, in virtue of your lease, you will reign over the principality, and she will be your consort. After a time, when the Dowager departs this life, my daughter, by virtue of inheritance, will reign over the principality, and you will be her consort. Thus you see the Dowager will have no show at all.’

“The countenance of the Prince shone like the sun. ‘A heaven-born plan!’ he cried. ‘From the moment I saw your daughter with the basket of water-cress, I loved her. By your permission, I will embrace her.’

“The permission was given, and he embraced her. She might have said that, from the moment she had understood the peculiar circumstances in which the Prince had found himself, her heart had gone out to him like a dove seeking the nest of its partner; but she did not think it needful to occupy the time with unnecessary statements.

“‘Your Royal Highness,’ said the Adherent, approaching with a bow, ‘I think it is only right to inform you that the Dowager, when she left, said to me that she would return early in the afternoon to superintend the removal of her parrots.’

“‘What!’ cried the Prince. ‘Haven’t those beastly birds gone yet? Send them after her without the loss of a minute. I don’t want to see her back here again.’

“The ex-hermit, who had drawn his daughter aside for a few words of consultation, now advanced with uplifted hands. ‘Nay,’ said he; ‘if you will excuse me, I think I can suggest a better plan than that. The old lady is bound to come back, and the sooner she comes and goes, the better; but we should be prepared for her. I suggest that a priest be summoned, and that you and my daughter be married immediately. Our position in the palace will then be assured, and the Dowager will have nothing to say, either about our presence here or about anything else. How does my plan suit your Royal Highness?’

“Ferrando did not answer, but, turning to the Adherent, he ordered him to summon a priest without delay, and to order the assemblage in the great hall of all the courtiers and servants who could be found. The Adherent sped away on his errand, and as he did so he smiled and said to himself: ‘She is a better manager than the old woman! And her views are broader!’

“When the marriage ceremony had been concluded, the Prince ordered a sumptuous wedding-feast to be spread. But he was soon informed that there was nothing to eat in the house, for the Dowager had not thought it at all incumbent upon her to provide eatables for her tenant.

“‘It matters not!’ cried the ex-hermit, his face glowing with pleasure. ‘There will be time enough to provide a good supper. And, in the meantime, what could be more appropriate for a wedding-repast than the basket of cress which my daughter brought with her?’