his medicine spilled from the spoon.

_Princess: (Patting him.)_ Poor old King.

_Queen_: Have you your lessons learned?

_Princess: (Throwing books in the air.)_ Neither
line nor letter of them! Poem book! Brehon
Laws! I have done with books! I am seventeen
years old to-day!

_Queen:_ There is no one would think it and
you so flighty as you are.

_Princess: (To King.)_ Is it true that the cook
is gone away?

_King: (Aghast.)_ What's that you're saying?

_Queen:_ Don't be annoying the King's mind
with such things. He should be hidden from every
trouble and care.

_Princess:_ Was it you sent him away?

_Queen:_ Not at all. If he went it was through
foolishness and pride.

_Princess:_ It is said in the house that you annoyed
him.