“Is that what you call ‘falling in?’ ”
“Yes,” answered the prince, “I should think it a very tolerable specimen.”
“It seemed to me like going up,” rejoined she.
“My feeling was certainly one of elevation too,” the prince conceded.
The princess did not appear to understand him, for she retorted his question:—
“How do you like falling in?” said the princess.
“Beyond everything,” answered he; “for I have fallen in with the only perfect creature I ever saw.”
“No more of that: I am tired of it,” said the princess.
Perhaps she shared her father’s aversion to punning.
“Don’t you like falling in, then?” said the prince.
“It is the most delightful fun I ever had in my life,” answered