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He was sorry, he said, that things had gone so badly, he was sorry to have her so cut up about matters, and if she could ever forgive a rough, rude fellow like himself, he would try to make amends. And the Princess, assuring herself first that the King was still groaning, looked up with a merry twinkle "that if cutting was in a tailor's line so also was ." And the merry twinkle kindled into something so very much kinder that Jerry—well, Jerry set about making amends at once, 'though not with a needle, I might mention. And how long the mending would have lasted I have no idea, had not the King stopped groaning. Whizz, Whirr—went something through the air and the two dodged, his Majesty's crown, just in time. That seemed to bring the Princess to her senses. Walking proudly up to the King she announced crisply that she was minded to wed this tailor man, he being to her way of thinking a. If his Majesty had groaned before, he fairly roared now. What was the use of being a King he would like to know, with an upstart tailor running his Kingdom and marrying his daughter. What good were Kings anyway!

"Just what I thought myself a while back," said Jerry taking his place beside the Princess, at the same time giving