“Just a minute,” said the Prince, “that looks like Miss Temper in the garden, we must see her.”
Dorothy followed the Prince into the garden, where a girl was crying and stamping her feet.
“Oh, such a face,” thought Dorothy, while the Prince said:
“What is the matter, Miss Temper, can I help you?”
“No! no! no!” roared the ugly little girl, and she stamped harder than ever. Dorothy felt ashamed to think that any little girl could act so badly, and look so ugly.
She wanted to run away from the dreadful sight, and she cried:
“Goodness! Gracious! I hope that I will never give way to temper, for it would be awful to look like that.”
“Have you seen enough?” asked the Prince.
“Yes indeed, quite enough,” replied Dorothy. “I never knew that little girls’ faces showed everything.”
“It is too true,” said Prince Jingle, “when they are cross, and have unkind thoughts, they look ugly, and nobody cares to have them around, but when they are good and kind, obedient and happy, their faces are so beautiful, that every one likes to see them.”