Besides , Jaqueline had been lectured herself lately , and had not enjoyed it . `` What am I to say to my mother ? '' Dick repeated . `` We must think of something to say , '' said Jaqueline . `` I ca n't tell my mother anything but the truth , '' Ricardo went on . `` Here 's my hand , how it does sting ! and she must find out . '' `` I think I can cure it , '' said Jaqueline . `` Did n't you say Prince Charles gave you his own sword ? '' `` Yes , there it is ; but what has that to do with it ? '' `` Everything in the world to do with it , my dear Dick . How lucky it is that he gave it to you ! '' And she ran to her own room , and brought a beautiful golden casket , which contained her medicines . Taking out a small phial , marked -LRB- in letters of emerald -RRB- : `` WEAPON SALVE , '' the princess drew the bright sword , extracted a little of the ointment from the phial , and spread it on a soft silk handkerchief . `` What are you going to do with the sword ? '' asked Ricardo . `` Polish it a little , '' said Jaqueline , smiling , and she began gently to rub , with the salve , the point of the rapier . As she did so , Ricardo 's arm ceased to hurt , and the look of pain passed from his mouth . `` Why , I feel quite better ! '' he said .
`` I can use my XXXXX as well as ever . ''
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