"Do you know, Jasmine, that I was once going to be frightfully selfish ?--I should have been but for the Prince, but he spoke to me; he made up a lovely little story, and he told me about the Palace Beautiful." "I never can make out why you call these rooms the Palace Beautiful, Daisy," said Jasmine.
"It's because of the way they've been furnished," said Daisy.

"They are full of Love, and Self-denial, and Goodness.

I do so dearly like to think of it.

I lie often on the sofa for hours, and make up stories about three fairies, whom I call by these names; they are quite playmates for me, and I talk to them.

I often almost fancy they are real, but the strange thing is, Jasmine, they will only come to me when I have tried to be unselfish, and cheerful, and done my best to be bright and happy.