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truthfully, but not quite accurately; for he was look-
ing much more at the princess.
She gazed at him; her brow knitted in a little perplexed frown. She thought that he had been taking the peaches; but she was not sure; and his serene guileless face and limpid blue eyes gave the suspicion the lie. She thought that he looked a nice boy.
He gazed at her with growing interest and ap-
proval—as much approval as one could give to a girl. The Princess Elizabeth had beautiful gray eyes; and though her pale cheeks were a little hol-
low, and the line from the cheek-bone to the corner of the chin was so straight that it made her face almost triangular, it was a pretty face. She looked fragile; and he felt sorry for her.
"This garden's very hot," he said. "It's like holding one's face over an oven."
"Oh, it is!" said the princess, with impatient weariness.
"Yet there's quite a decent little breeze blowing over the top of the walls," said the Terror.
The princess sighed, and they gazed at each