Westchester tomorrow and give him an
order to fill for me the next time he goes to the city. No one shows
me such fabrics when I go, and Aunt Beatrice sends nothing from London
I like nearly so well. Oh! Oh!"

She was on her knees now, lifting the skirt to set under little white
satin slippers with gold buckles, and white bead buttons. When she had
them arranged to suit her, she sat on the floor and kept straight on
saying the things my mother and sisters seemed crazy to hear. When
Sally showed her the long white silk mitts that went with the bonnet,
the Princess cried: "Oh do ride home with me and let me give you a
handkerchief Aunt Beatrice sent me, to carry in your hand!"

Then her face flushed and she added without giving Sally time to say
what she would do: "Or I can bring it the next time I come past. It
belongs with these things and I have no use for it. May I?"

"Please do! I'll use it for the thing I borrow."

"But I mean it to be a gift," said the Princess. "It was made to go
with these lace mitts and satin slippers. You must take it!"

"Thank you very much," said Sally. "If you really want me to have it,
of course I'd love to."

"I'll bring it to-morrow," promised the Princess. "And I wish you'd
let me try a way I know to dress hair for a wedding. Yours is so
beautiful."

"You're kind, I'm sure," said Sally. "I had intended to wear it as I
always do, so I would appear perfectly natural to the folks; but if you
know a more becoming way, I could begin it now, and they would be
familiar with it by that time."

"I shan't touch it," said the Princess, studying Sally's face. "Your
idea is right. You don't want to commence any new, unfamiliar style
that would make you seem different, just at a time when every one
should see how lovely you are, as you always have been. But don't
forget to wear something blue, and something borrowed for luck, and oh
do please put on one of my garters!"

"Well for mercy sake!" cried my mother. "Why?"

"So some one will propose to me before the year is out," laughed the
Princess. "I think it must be the most fun of all, to make beautiful
things for your very own home, and lovely dresses, and be surrounded by
friends all eager to help you, and to arrange a house and live with a
man you love well enough to marry, and fix for little people who might
come----"

"You know perfectly there isn't a single man in the county who wouldn't
propose to you, if you'