Æsop put in his word: "That mother has been looking for her child ever
since."
Peyrolles summed up the situation with a malign smile: "We believe we
have found her."
Flora began to catch the drift of the conversation, and was eager for
more knowledge. "Go on--go on! I always dreamed of being a great lady."
Peyrolles raised a chastening finger. "Patience, child, patience. The
prince, my master, honors the fair to-day in company with a most exalted
personage. I will bring him here to see you dance. If he recognizes you,
your fortune is made."