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He was
gone before I could shake hands with him; but just then my brother
came up, and I forgot about him in my admiration of the pictures.
We were resting in one of the rooms an hour later, and I was going
over the events of the day, telling all about the kind stranger,
when in he came, and nodded, smiling at me.
"There he is," I cried, and nodded too. To my surprise, Sophus got
up with a start and salaamed in haste.
"Good gracious!" he said, when the stranger was gone. "You don't
mean to say he was your guide? Why, that was the King, boy!"
I was never so astonished in my life and expect never to be again.
I had only known kings from Hans Christian Andersen's story books,
where they always went in coronation robes, with long train and
pages, and with gold crowns on their heads. That a king could go
around in a blue overcoat, like any other man, was a real shock to
me that I didn't get over for a while. But when I got to know more
of King Christian, I liked him all the better for it. You couldn't
help that anyhow. His people call him "the good king" with cause.


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