"Syphilitic like her sister and her dad," Roger mumbled, as if Princess Anne were only the most fleeting of distractions, "unlikely to have viable children—whereas Sophie was an unstoppable baby-maker in her day. Mark my words, if we can only suffer through to the end of these poxy, Popish Stuarts, we’ll see Hanovers on the throne—and Hanovers are natural Whigs."