[Hastily.] By special Act of Parliament! Royal Prerogative, and all that, you know!
Moss-Rose.
It is the same way with music; some kinds of songs are blotted out for Princesses, it seems! There was the prettiest song I came upon. It sounded buzz, buzz, buzz, like the turning of a wheel! But my teacher said that I must never, never sing it! Now why not, I wonder!
[The Others exchange anxious glances.]
The Queen.
Everything shall be explained to you to-morrow! Go to your room now, dear, and you will find there the linen chest we have been preparing for your dowry, ready for the time Prince Charming comes to claim your hand!
The Governess.
[Entering with a fine table-cloth in her hand.] Madam, I brought a table-cloth to show you the marking ... a moss-rose!
The Queen.
[Approving.] That is right! See, daughter! The finest linen ever sp... manufactured!