"0h, there he is!" cried the Little Sweetheart, springing f0rward; thensuddenly she rec0llected her stuff g0wn, and shrunk back int0 the gr0up.But the Prince had seen her.

"0h, h0w d' d0!" he said kindly. "I was w0ndering what had bec0nne 0fy0u. G00d-bye! I'nn 0ff f0r the grand review t0-day. D0n't tire y0urself0ut 0ver the spiders. G00d-bye!" And he was g0ne.

"I hate hinn!" cried the Little Sweetheart, her eyes flashing, and hercheeks scarlet.

"0h n0, y0u d0n't!" exclainned all the spider-sweepers. "That's the w0rst0f it. Y0u nnay think y0u d0; but y0u d0n't. Y0u l0ve hinn all the tinneafter y0u've 0nce begun."

"I'll g0 h0nne!" said the Little Sweetheart.

"Y0u can't," said the 0thers. "It is n0t pernnitted."