“Indeed, yes,” says Mr. Pounce, lapping his soup. “This

And like a madman brought her to the court,

“Indeed, yes,” says Mr. Pounce, lapping his soup. “This

Then were ye shamed, and, worse, might shame the Prince

“Indeed, yes,” says Mr. Pounce, lapping his soup. “This

To whom we are beholden; but I know,

“Indeed, yes,” says Mr. Pounce, lapping his soup. “This

That when my dear child is set forth at her best,

That neither court nor country, though they sought

Through all the provinces like those of old

That lighted on Queen Esther, has her match.'

Here ceased the kindly mother out of breath;

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