"Bud eed ees whad I know ees goot for you." "They're good for me," said the princess firmly.

"And you must find them." The baroness was taken aback by this so sudden and unexpected display of firmness in her little charge; her face darkened to a yet richer crimson; and she cried in a loud blustering voice: "Bud eed ees eembossible whad your royal highness ask! Zere are no 'igh an' well-born children 'ere.

Zey are een Loondon." "Well, you must send for some," said the princess, who, having taken the first step, was finding it pleasant to be firm.
"Moost?
Moost?
I do nod know whad ees 'appen to you, your Royal Highness.

I say eed ees eembossible!" shouted the baroness; and she banged on the table with her fist.
"But surely her highness' request is a very natural one, Baroness; and there must be some nice children in the neighborhood if we were to look for them.

Besides, Doctor Arbuthnot said that she ought to have children of her own age to play with," said Miss Lambart who had been pitying the lonely child and seized eagerly on this chance of helping her to the companionship she needed.
"Do nod indervere, Englanderin!" bellowed the baroness; and her crimson was enriched with streaks of purple.