"So be it," said Duke Deodonato; and Dr. Fusbius smiled in triumph, while the maiden grew pale again. "And," pursued the President, "it binds, controls, and rules every man, woman, and child in these your Highness' dominions, and hath the force of law over all." "So be it," said Deodonato again. "Saving," added the President, "your Highness only." There was a movement among the company. "For," pursued the President, "by the ancient laws, customs, manners, and observances of the Duchy, no decree or law shall in any way whatsoever impair, alter, lessen, or derogate from the high rights, powers, and prerogatives of your Highness, whom may Heaven long preserve. Although, therefore, it be, by and pursuant to your Highness' decree, the sure right of every man in this Duchy to be accepted in marriage of any damsel whom he shall invite thereunto, yet is this right in all respects subject to and controlled by the natural, legal, inalienable, unalterable, and sovereign prerogative of your Highness to marry what damsel soever it shall be your pleasure to bid share your throne. Hence I, in obedience to your Highness' commands, pronounce and declare that this damsel is lawfully and irrevocably bound and affianced to the learned Dr. Fusbius, unless and until it shall please your Highness yourself to demand her hand in marriage. May what I have spoken please your Highness!" And the President sat down. Duke Deodonato sat a while in thought, and there was silence in the hall. Then he spoke: "Let all withdraw, saving the damsel only." And they one and all withdrew, and Duke Deodonato was left alone with the damsel. Then he arose and gazed long on the damsel; but the damsel would not look on Duke Deodonato. "How are you called, lady?" asked Duke Deodonato. "I am called Dulcissima," said she. "Well named!" said Deodonato softly, and he went to the damsel, and he laid his hand, full gently, on her robe, and he said: "Dulcissima, you have the prettiest face in all the Duchy, and I will have no wife but you;" and Duke Deodonato kissed the damsel. The damsel forbore to strike Duke Deodonato, as she had struck Dr. Fusbius. Again her cheek went red, and again pale, and she said: "I wed no man on compulsion." "Madam, I am your Sovereign," said Duke Deodonato; and his eyes were on the damsel. "If you were an Archangel----" cried the damsel. "Our house is not wont to be scorned of ladies," said Deodonato. "Am I crooked, or baseborn, or a fool?" "This day in your Duchy women are slaves, and men their masters by your will," said she. "It is the order of nature," said Deodonato. "It is not my pleasure," said the damsel. Then Deodonato laid his hand on his silver bell, for he was very angry. "Fusbius waits without," said he. "I will wed him and kill him," cried Dulcissima. Deodonato gazed on her. "You had no chance of using the pins," said he, "and the rent in your gown is very sore."