CHAPTER TWOWhen Prince Johann really put his heart into doing something, he did it well.
Zelda mused that she had never known anyone take more trouble or be more aware of the small difficulties of travel that others would either have forgotten or ignored.
The first question the Prince asked her was,
“Where are you going to stay in London?”
Zelda smiled at him.
“I have not thought about it, but I presume we can go to a hotel.”
“It would be much better not to, Zelda. People are always complaining hotels are full. But what they really find is that they are overcrowded and there are difficulties and discomforts they do not have at home.”
“Where do you suggest I go?” Zelda asked him.
The Prince thought for some minutes.
“I think it would be wise if you went to one of my old friends who
