I'd wish for dinner to be served elegantly in courses as Henri did it there every night, and I'd hear old Monsieur making his little jokes over the walnuts and wine.

And afterward there wouldn't be any dishes for me to wash, as there are here, and at bedtime Marie would come with my candle and untie my slippers and brush my hair.

Oh, it's so nice to be waited on! You don't know how I miss it sometimes.

It is horrid to be poor." Mary and Holland listened in flattering silence.

They had great respect for their thirteen-year old sister, who had been across seas and visited old chateaux where kings and queens once lived.