might run over the list at home and report to me, say, the day after to-morrow."
"I will do so," replied the Meteorologist, rolling up his map and departing with an air of great importance.
"I don't see," remarked the Prince, uneasily, "that we are making real progress."
"There has been nothing but nonsense, so far," said a bluff old Admiral. "What I say is to take a boat and go after the young lady in shipshape style!"
The Prince was so much encouraged by this direct way of putting the matter that he let the undignified mention of the Princess pass without reproof.
"And what would you advise?" he asked the Admiral.
"Take the fastest brigantine you can find—" began the officer; but he was interrupted.
"In a case of less importance," broke in the voice of a portly Commodore, "I should not venture to interrupt my superior officer. But here the matter admits of no false hesitation because of etiquette."
"What suggestion have you to make?" inquired the Prince.
"A brigantine," the Commodore said impressively, "is an unreliable craft at best. I say, take a frigate, at once."
"Pshaw!" broke in the Admiral explosively.
"Gentlemen," said the perplexed Prince, "I cannot presume to decide between you. I am a novice in these matters. Suppose you discuss the question fully, and report in writing?"
When the naval officers had departed, there were, left only a few small fry who asked that they might have a day or two to think the whole matter over before committing themselves to a decided opinion. Upon their withdrawal, the Prince found only the Jester.
"Perhaps," said the Prince, a little sarcastically, "you have some advice to give?"
