She made every male creature in that room feel that she was pining for him alone.

May had a gay plaid frock and curls nearly a yard long, and so had I, but both our frocks and curls were homemade; mother would have them once in a while; father and I couldn't stop her.
But there was not a soul there who didn't have some sort of gift to rejoice over, and laughter and shouts of "Merry Christmas!" filled the room.

It was growing late and there was some talk of choosers, when the door opened and in a rush of frosty air the Princess and Laddie entered.

Every one stopped short and stared.
There was good reason.

The Princess looked as if she had accidentally stepped from a frame.