The Princess led Gran’ma, Janey and Mrs. Tiptoe to a wonderful room with ivory and gold beds. Beautiful draperies hung from the windows, and a merry little fountain tinkled in one corner of the room.
“Here are your clothes,” the Princess said, opening a closet and displaying rows and rows of wonderful silk and satin dresses.
Janey’s eyes were the size of saucers. Some of the dresses were pink—and pink was her favorite color!
“I had them all made to fit you and Janey,” she told Gran’ma. “I am so sorry I did not know that Mrs. Tiptoe was to be with us, but she may have one of Janey’s dresses, I’m sure!”
“Indeed she may!” Janey cried. “Oh, thank you so much, Your Majesty!”
“Now, see here!” cried the Princess, pretending to be very stern. “Do not ‘Your Majesty’ me! I am to be plain Nidia to all of you, so you must begin to get used to calling me that!”
When the Princess, Mrs. Tiptoe, Gran’ma and Janey reached the Banquet Hall, Gran’pa, Johnny and the Tiptoe Brothers were there waiting for them.
“Whee! How fine you all look!” Johnny cried, as he saw the beautiful silk and satin dresses.
“You look fine, too!” Janey exclaimed. “All of you!”
“How did the Princess know our measurements?” Johnny whispered to Janey as they took their seats at the table.