“I heard. Would it hurt?”
“No, indeed! It was a little warm thrill that went to my heart.”
“The same as Taffy,” said Pat.
“Just the same,” said the Princess.
Then Miss Phyllisy brought her the rosy hat, and she pinned it on; for there were long shadows across the sloping lawn and the petunia bed; only the high steps down the terrace were still in the sun.
III
THE COMET AND THE POLE STAR
“How did they fasten the stars on him?” asked the Kitten. She didn’t say who “he” was, but they knew, though it was quite another time.
“With a half-hitch and another half-hitch, then belay,” said the Princess, promptly. “Much better than sewing them, or pins. Don’t you think so?”
“Pins would stick him,” agreed the Kitten.