"my own though, prince, my own, mind," he said, "and there’ll be some supper later on; my daughter is getting it ready now. come and sit down, prince, we are all waiting for you, we want you with us. fancy what we have been discussing! you know the question, ‘to be or not to be,’ out of hamlet! a contemporary theme! quite up-to-date! mr. hippolyte has been eloquent to a degree. he won’t go to bed, but he has only drunk a little champagne, and that can’t do him any harm. come along, prince, and settle the question. everyone is waiting for you, sighing for the light of your luminous intelligence..."