a barbarous war i speak with some severity and yet i pick my terms tell myself continually that you are a woman and a voice reminds me of the children whose lives and limbs you have a woman he repeated solemnly � and children possibly madam when you are yourself a mother you will feel the bite of that possibly when you kneel at night beside a cradle a fear will fall upon you heavier than any shame and when your child lies in the pain and danger of disease you shall hesitate to kneel before your maker you look at the fault she said and not at the excuse has your own heart never leaped within you at some story of oppression but alas no for you were bom upon a throne i was bom of woman said the prince i came forth from my mother s agony helpless as a like other this which you forgot i have still faithfully remembered is it not one of your english poets that looked abroad upon the earth and saw vast of the cigar troops war ships at sea and a great dust of battles on shore and casting anxiously about for what should be the cause of so many and painful preparations at last in the of all a mother and her babe these madam are my politics and the verses which are by mr i have caused to be translated into the tongue yes these are my politics to change what we can to better what we can but still to bear in mind that man is but a devil weakly by some generous and and for no word however nobly sounding and no cause however just and pious to the of these bonds there was a silence of a moment i fear madam resumed the prince that i but weary you my views are formal like myself and like myself they also begin to grow old but i must still trouble you for some reply i can say but one thing said mrs i love my husband it is a good answer returned the prince and you name a good influence but one that need not be with life i will not play at pride with such a man as yon she answered what do you ask of me not i am sure what i of the cigar shall i say i have done much that i can not defend and that i would not do again can i say more yes i can say this i never abused myself with the headed fairy tales of politics i was at least prepared to meet while i was war myself � or murder if you choose the term � i never accused my of i never felt or feigned a righteous horror when a price was put upon my life by those whom i attacked i never called the policeman a i may have been a criminal in short but never was a fool enough madam returned the prince more than enough your words are most to my spirits for in this age when even the is a there is no virtue greater in my eyes than intellectual me then to ask you to retire for by the signal of that bell i perceive my old friend your mother to be close at hand with her i promise you to do my utmost and as mrs returned to the the prince opening a door upon the other side admitted mrs madam and my very good friend said he s my face so much changed that you no longer recognize prince in mr to be sure she cried looking at him through her glasses i have always regarded of the cigar your as a perfect man and in your altered circumstances of which i have already heard with deep regret i will beg you to consider my respect increased instead of lessened i have found it so returned the prince with every class of my acquaintance but madam i pray you to be seated my business is of a delicate order and regards your daughter in that case said mrs you may save yourself the trouble of speaking for i have fully made up my mind to have nothing to do with her i will not hear one word in her but as i value nothing so particularly as the virtue of justice i think it my duty to explain to you the grounds of my complaint she deserted me her natural protector for years she has with the most persons and to fill the cup of her she has recently married i refuse to see her or the being to whom she has linked herself one hundred and twenty pounds a year i have always her i offer it again it is what i had myself when i was her age very well madam said the prince and be that so i but to touch ui on another what was the income of the of the cigar my father r asked the spirited old lady i believe he had seven hundred pounds in the year you were one i think of several pursued the prince of four was the reply we were four daughters and painful as the admission is to make a more detestable family could scarce be found in england dear me i said the prince and you madam have an income of eight thousand not more than five returned the old lady but where on earth are you conducting me to an allowance of one thousand pounds a year replied smiling for i must not you to take your father for a rule he was poor you are rich he had many calls upon his poverty there are none upon your wealth and indeed madam if you wiu let me touch this matter with a needle there is but one point in common to your two 