“I will do it immediately. Now come and look at the new picture I bought last week. I think it is one of the best in my whole collection.”
“I would love to see it,” Zelda answered, slipping her arm through his. “I know that your taste is impeccable, which is how I try to make mine.”
They left the room and, as they walked down the passage, the Prince was wondering whether he was indeed making a great mistake in allowing this impulsive and very lovely young woman make what the family would consider a highly improper journey to England.
Then he felt sure that, if she was to be under the protection of Queen Victoria, who everyone respected so much, she would not come to any harm.
‘It’s only fair,’ he thought to himself, ‘that Zelda should have a look round before she is married off to some
