Princess Johanna:
Well, if you're the prince's groom, you must know him well. What sort of a man is he? You can tell me; it'll go no further, I swear. Is he well favored?
Prince Wenceslas:
Oh, not at all. This horse is prettier.
Princess Johanna:
Why do you stare so? You are impertinent.
Prince Wenceslas:
Between ourselves, my lady, the prince is no match for one as fine as you. You have eyes that could melt the coldest heart.
Princess Johanna:
And now you mock me?
Prince Wenceslas:
No. No, not I.
Princess Johanna:
'Eyes that could melt the coldest heart'? That's from some verse, I'm sure of it. I believe you were told to say these things to me by your master.
Prince Wenceslas:
Not the prince, my lady. He's very course in his ways.
Princess Johanna:
They told me he could read Latin.
Prince Wenceslas:
He can't read. He's cross-eyed.
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