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THE LIGHT PRINCESS. |
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WHAT IS TO BE DONE ?
But above-stairs it was different. One day, for instance, after breakfast, the king went into his counting-house, and counted out his money.
The operation gave him no pleasure.
"To think," said he to himself, "that every one of these gold sovereigns weighs a quarter of an ounce, and my real, live, ilesh-and-blood princess weighs nothing at all ! "
And he hated his gold sovereigns, as they lay with abroad smile of self-satisfaction all over their yellow faces.
The queen was in the parlour, eating bread and honey. But at the second mouthful she burst out crying, and could not swallow it. The king heard her sobbing. Glad of anybody, but especially ot |
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