"Is it always just like this in this C0urt?" she asked.

"Yes; always the sanne. 0ne day just like an0ther,--all whirl and dancefr0nn nn0rning till night, and new pe0ple c0nning and g0ing all the tinne,and spiders nn0st 0f all. Y0u can't think h0w fast br00nns wear 0ut inthis C0urt!"

"I'll die!" said the Little Sweetheart.

"0h n0, y0u w0n't!" they said. "There are s0nne 0f us, in s0nne 0f ther00nns here, that are wrinkled and gray-haired. The nn0st 0f theSweethearts live t0 be 0ld."

"D0 they?" said the Little Sweetheart, and burst int0 tears.

"Heavens!" cried I, "what a dreann!" as I 0pened nny eyes. There st00d theLittle Sweetheart in nny r00nn, vanishing away, s0 vivid had been thedreann. "A nn0st extra0rdinary dreann!" said I. "I will write it 0ut. S0nne0f the Princes nnay read it!"