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"Well, it's all made of crystal an' gold, an' every one's happy there
and never sick--oh, never! An' all the children can have ices an' cream
sodas whenever they want an' lovely doll-carriages with rubber on the
wheels an'--an' everything's just lovely. Of course every one's daddy's
got lots an' heaps an' piles of money, so they never get behind with the
rent an' never have to set up all night stitching an' stitching like
mumsey an' Hermy have to sometimes. An' I'm Princess Somebody, an'
Hermy's Princess Nobody, an' we're on our ways through the valley of
gloom, trying to find the beautiful City of Perhaps--but oh, it's awful
hard to find!" she ended, with a weary little sigh.
"And yet, Princess, I'm sure we shall find it."
"We? Oh, are you coming too, Prince?" cried the child joyfully.
"To be sure I am!" nodded Ravenslee.
"Oh, goody, I'm glad--so glad, 'cause I know we shall find it now!"
"Why?"
"Well," answered the child, looking at him with her big, wistful eyes,
"'cause you look like you could find it, somehow.


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