Prince of Wales

We know the story of this lady who tells everywhere that she had a long conversation with the Prince of Wales. And when we ask her what the prince said to her:
To get through, he jostled me a little.
He turned around, and, with a charming smile: I am sorry…

Another lady found something better. She carries in a locket a souvenir of the Prince, a piece of himself.
We look, we examine and we discover a piece of nail
Because, like a schoolboy, the Prince of Wales bites his nails. But he does not eat them, He spits them out behind him, in little pieces. And they sell so many pieces of the prince's nails in London that if they were put end to end, they could build a bridge over the Channel.