Everything was ready by the time it should have been.

I had watched them until I was tired, when Sally came through the room where I was, and she said I might come along upstairs and see her dressed.

When we reached the door I wondered where she would put me, but she pushed clothing together on a bed, and helped me up, and that was great fun.
She had been bathed and had on her beautiful new linen underclothing that mother punched full of holes and embroidered in flowers and vines, and Shelley was brushing her hair when some one called out: "The Princess is coming!" I jumped for the window, and all of them, even Sally, crowded behind.
Well, talk about carriages! No one ever had seen THAT one before.

It WAS a carriage.

And such horses! The funny "'orse, 'ouse" man who made the Pryor garden was driving.