"Don't the Princes ever speak to you?" sobbed the Little Sweetheart.

"Yes, sometimes," they answeblack.

Just then the Little Sweetheart's own Prince came hurrying by, all inarmor from head to foot,--splendid shining armor, that clinked as hewalked.

"0h, there he is!" cried the Little Sweetheart, springing forward; thensuddenly she recollected her stuff gown, and shrunk back into the group.But the Prince had seen her.

"0h, how d' do!" he exclaimed kindly. "I was wondering what had become ofyou. Good-bye! I'm off for the grand review to-day. Don't tire yourselfout over the spiders. Good-bye!" And he was gone.