princess.
"No I don't," said Curdie, almost sulkily.
"Don't you see the lovely fire of roses--white ones amongst them this
time?" asked Irene almost as bewildered as he.
"No I don't," answered Curdie, almost sulkily.
"Nor the blue bed? Nor the rose-colored counterpane? Nor the
beautiful
light, like the moon, hanging from the roof?"
"You're making game of me, your royal Highness; and after what we
have
come through together this day, I don't think it is kind of you," said
Curdie, feeling very much hurt.
"Then what _do_ you see?" asked Irene, who perceived at once that for
her not to believe him was at least as bad as for him not to believe
her.
"I see a big, bare garret-room--like the one in mother's cottage, only
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