"I mean that I've been a long way up and up to see my great
grandmother.
Ah, nursie, you don't know what a beautiful mother of grandmothers
I've
got upstairs. She is _such_ an old lady! with such lovely white
hair!--as white as my silver cup. Now, when I think of it, I think her
hair must be silver."
"What nonsense you are talking, princess!" said the nurse.
"I'm not talking nonsense," returned Irene, rather offended. "I will
tell you all about her. She's much taller than you, and much prettier."
"Oh, I daresay!" remarked the nurse.
"And she lives upon pigeon's eggs."
"Most likely," said the nurse.
"And she sits in an empty room, spin-spinning all day long."
"Not a doubt of it," said the nurse.
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