Ellen, also, was gazing at the royal infant. "He is a pretty little thing," she said, "but for pity's sake, Faith, fix it so he won't get on to my bare feet!"
Later, when they were alone and Ellen kissed Gladys good-night, she looked closely into her eyes "Now you're happier, I suppose," she said.
"Of course. Won't he be cunning in my aquarium?" asked Gladys, returning her look triumphantly.
"Yes." Vera was in bed, also, and to please the child, Ellen stooped and kissed the doll's forehead, too. "God be good," she said gently, "to the poor little girl who gets everything she wants!"
A few minutes after the light was out and Ellen had gone, Gladys pulled Vera nearer to her. "Wasn't that a silly sort of thing for Ellen to say?" she asked.
"I don't think so," returned Vera.
Gladys drew back. "Did you answer me?" she said.
"Certainly I did."
"Then you really can talk!" exclaimed Gladys joyfully.