I see that," said the princess.

"But what should I have a row about ?" The Twins puckered their brows as they cudgeled their brains for a pretext for an honest row.
Presently the Terror said: "Why don't you make them let you have some one to play with?
It's silly being as dull as you are.

What's the good of being a princess, if you haven't any friends ?" "Oh, yes!" cried the princess; and her cheeks flushed, and her eyes sparkled.

"It would be nice! You and Erebus could come to tea with me and sooper and loonch often and again!" The Twins looked at each other with eyes full of a sudden dismay.

It was not in their scheme of things as they should be that they should go to the Grange in the immaculate morning dress of an English boy and girl, and spend stiff hours in the presence of a crimson baroness.
"That wouldn't do at all," said the Terror quickly.