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in French, at the same time dropping a most beautiful curtsey. "Nonsense," said the Princess sharply.

It was not nearly so much fun since the French doll had arrived. The rag dolls and wooden dolls stepped about awkwardly and conversed in low whispers. The Teddy bears and wooden soldiers, the pink rabbit and the knitted gentleman were kept busy picking up her fan and kerchief.

Princess Poppsy flew into a rage, which had never happened before. "Stop it—stop it!" she screamed at the French doll crossly. "You are nothing but an old toy, anyway—a silly old toy!" Scarcely had she finished speaking before the French doll pitched forward upon her face and lay stiff and stark upon the ground. "I've killed her!"