And I knew, too, that it would not have cost her much.

She would have given a sigh about the bonnet, and then have turned her whole attention to a blue robe, and how to manage the ruffles.
But even whilst I was thinking about it, Arthur said: "Of course, Mary must be the Queen, unless we could think of something else--very good--for her.

If we could have thought of something, Mary, I was thinking how jolly it would be, when Mother comes home, to have had _her_ for the Queen, with Chris for her Dwarf, and to give her flowers out of our Earthly Paradise." "She would, look just like a Queen," said Harry.
"In her navy blue nun's cloth and Russian lace," said Adela.
That settled the question.

Nothing could be so nice as to have Mother in the game, and the plan provided for Christopher also.

I had no wish to be Queen, as far as that went.