In yours give _everybody_ a chance to be happy.
"There is no reason why _every_ maiden shouldn't find the leaves according to the Tusitala rings and Ederyn's motto and Hildegarde's yardstick.

And then, don't you see, they needn't wait till the end of their lives for the diamond, for _the prince_ will bring it! Don't you see?
It is his coming that _makes_ the perfect happiness!" Phil laughed.

"Stuart's face shows how he appreciates that compliment," he said, "and as for me and all the other sons of Adam, oh, fair layde, I make my bow!" Springing to his feet, he swept her an elaborate curtsey, holding out his coat as if it were the ball-gown of some stately dame in a minuet.
Lloyd, sitting on the grass with her hands clasped on her knees, looked around the circle of smiling faces, and then gave her shoulders a whimsical shrug.
"That's all right if the prince _comes_," she exclaimed.

"But how is one to get the diamond leaf if he doesn't?
Mammy Eastah told my fortune in a teacup, and she said: 'I see a risin' sun, and a row of lovahs, but I don't see you a-takin' any of 'em, honey.

Yo' ways am ways of pleasantness, and all yo' paths is peace, but I'se powahful skeered you'se goin' to be an ole maid.