He never liked to wait on her – or scarcely ever and what might
                        that mean, only a woman would
                                                       wonder.  He, his own pet and when
                                                                                                they became
one, he said, ‘Let’s be me.’ At length, she took
                                                            the stage, tossing the
mask and
          abandoning another
                    of his favorites, a word overused and inappropriate.  His
                                                                                           proposal bent her
will and one and a half they were, the half not unique, he said, but fitting
                                                                                               still just right. 
                                                                                               So who
                                                                                                     was taken
more by surprise when, at last, she was pronounced to be of noble
          blood?