It took just five days, indeed, to convince the boy--as he was convinced at last--that the girl did not intend to wave at all." "But how unkind of her!" exclaimed David.
"She couldn't have been nice one bit!" decided Jill.
"You forget," said Mr.Jack.

"She was the Princess." "Huh!" grunted Jill and David in unison.
"The boy remembered it then," went on Mr.Jack, after a pause,--"about the money, and that she was a Princess.

And of course he knew--when he thought of it--that he could not expect that a Princess would wave like a girl--just a girl.

Besides, very likely she did not care particularly about seeing him.

Princesses did forget, he fancied,--they had so much, so very much to fill their lives.