CHAPTER XXX.
VOICE OF THE PRINCE.
Daisy felt quite certain that the Prince had come.

Jasmine greeted her old friend of St.Paul's Cathedral with sparkling eyes and effusive words of welcome.

Primrose, too, was very pleased to see any one who brought such a contented look into Daisy's little face, for the child asked herself to sit in his arms, and laying her head on his shoulder, she listened with pleasure to some wonderful fairy stories which he related.

While Noel was by, Daisy seemed quite to forget her nervous fancies--she even spoke confidentially of ogres who tried to make themselves friendly, and she asked Arthur, with a very puzzled, anxious face, if a little girl, who was so unfortunate as to have an ogre for a friend, could ever get rid of him.
"Oh, yes; he might turn into an enemy," answered Arthur.
But here poor Daisy shuddered violently, and turned very white.
"No, no," she said; "not into an enemy, never into an enemy, dear Mr.
Arthur." "What matter is it to you, little maid ?" answered Arthur cheerily, though he regarded her with very keen observation.

"There is no ogre going to trouble you as either friend or enemy; If he does he will have to meet me.