And Sophie has no secrets from her bosom friend, Bethsaba.
"Well, dear child, how did you find your little friend to-day?" asked the Princess, on Bethsaba's return.
"She is taking her medicine more regularly; and, I think, it is doing her good; for I tasted one of her powders one day, and it was very nasty and bitter."
"Was she not talking a great deal again? Talking is bad for convalescents."
"She told me that she had had a visit from her godfather."
Bethsaba had so far learned to "fib" that she said "godfather" instead of "father."
"Did he stay long with her?"
"I do not know."
"Did he tell her anything of interest?"
"Oh yes; about King David and his wife Bathsheba. Do tell me, what was Bathsheba's fault?"