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84 was coming down. He was standing looking at a little girl; she was the funniest little girl you ever saw.

She was like a china doll&mdash;the sixpenny kind; she had a white face, and long yellow hair, done up very tight in two pigtails; her forehead was very big and lumpy, and her cheeks came high up, like little shelves under her eyes. Her eyes were small and blue. She had on a funny black frock, with curly braid on it, and button boots that went almost up to her knees. Her legs were very thin. She was sitting in a hammock chair nursing a blue kitten&mdash;not a sky-blue one, of course, but the colour of a new slate pencil. As we came up we heard her say to Noël&mdash;

"Who are you?"

Noël had forgotten about the bear, and he was taking his favourite part, so he said&mdash;

"I'm Prince Camaralzaman."

The funny little girl looked pleased&mdash;

"I thought at first you were a common boy," she said. Then she saw the rest of us and said&mdash;

"Are you all Princesses and Princes too?"

Of course we said "Yes," and she said&mdash;

"I am a Princess also." She said it very well too, exactly as if it were true. We were