Thursday at noon
I interrupted . `` As God hears me , I would give ten years of my life to hold her again in my arms , to kiss her lips , to hear her say that she loved me . But , pardon me , what were you going to say ? '' `` Your dream Princess was but a woman -- ah , well ; this is Tuesday ; Thursday at noon she will wed the Prince . It is written . '' `` The devil ! '' I let slip .