“Ichangeyourragsintoasplendiddress，becauseyouaregood，“saidthegodmotherinherstagetones；anddeliberatelyunbuttoningthebrownpinafore，shedisplayedagorgeoussight。
ThelittlePrincessreallywasprettyenoughtoturntheheadsofanynumberofsmallprinces，forhermammahaddressedherlikeatinycourtlady，inarosysilktrainwithsatinunder-skirt，andbitsofbouquetshereandthere，quitelovelytobehold。Thegodmotherputacrown，withpinkandwhitefeathersdroopingfromit，onherhead，andgaveherapairofsilverpaperslippers，whichsheputon，andthenstoodup，liftingherskirtstoshowthemtotheaudience，saying，withpride，“Mydlassones，ain’ttheypitty？“
Shewassocharmedwiththem，thatshewaswithdifficultyrecalledtoherpart，andmadetosay­；
“ButIhavenotoach，Dodmother。“
“Beholdit!“andNanwavedherwandwithsuchaflourish，thatshenearlyknockedoffthecrownofthePrincess。