"I guess we do squabble a lot." "It isn't only that," said Kitty, "but you don't have much order and ceremony." "I've noticed that," put in Dick.

"We just talk every-day sort of talk.
I think we ought to be grander." "So do I," agreed Kitty.

"Here, Hester, give me that crown; I'll be Queen for to-day, and show you how." There was nothing bumptious or even dictatorial in Kitty's manner; she merely wanted to show them how a Queen ought to act.

So she put the vine wreath on her own head, and breaking a branch from a tall shrub nearby for a sceptre, she seated herself on the dilapidated throne.
"I pray you sit," she said, condescendingly, to her court.

"Ha! where is my page ?" "There is no page, O Queen," said the Grand Sandjandrum, looking mortified.
"Thus I create one!" announced Kitty, calmly.