I know I'm not telling you a single thing I should! Maybe I'm hurting Laddie far more than I'm helping him, and if I am, I wish I would die before I see him; but oh! Princess, I'm trying with all my might to make you understand how he feels.

He WANTS to do every least thing you'd like him to.

He will, almost any thing else in the world, he would this--he would in a minute, but he just CAN'T.

All of us know he can't! If you'd lived with him since he was little and always had known him, you wouldn't ask him to; you wouldn't want him to! You don't know what you're doing! Mother says you don't! You'll kill him if you send him to the city to live, you just will! You are doing it now! He's getting thinner and whiter every day.
Don't! Oh please don't do it!" The Princess was looking at the world.

She was gazing at it so dazed-like she seemed to be surprised at what she saw.