I pulled his hand.
"Laddie!" I cautioned, "keep in the path! You'll step on the Fairies and crush a whole band with one foot.

No wonder the Queen makes her daughter grow big when she sends her to you.

If you make so much noise, some one will hear you, then this won't be a secret any more." Laddie laughed, but he stepped carefully in the path after that, and he said: "There are times, Little Sister, when I don't care whether this secret is secret another minute or not.

Secrets don't agree with me.
I'm too big, and broad, and too much of a man, to go creeping through the woods with a secret.

I prefer to print it on a banner and ride up the road waving it." "Like,--'A youth who bore mid snow and ice, A banner with a strange device,'" I said.
"That would be 'a banner with a strange device,'" laughest Laddie.
"But, yes--something like!" "Have you told the Princess ?" "I have!" Laddie fairly shouted it.
"Docs SHE like secrets ?" "No more than I do!" "Then why---- ?" "There you go!" said Laddie.