Celia let her eyes wander idly about the room, as she dropped the book on her lap. They rested first on Dorinda's bureau, splendent with chromo cards of variegated gorgeousness; and she sighed. [...] Then they turned to the window, and she looked out, and sighed again, and saw the Fairy Prince.
For the Fairy Prince still comes among us, in spite of what the photographers of fiction say; and every now and then he marries the beggar maid, and takes her home to live with his people, and is mightily sorry for it afterward, although, as his antique prototype most likely did, he makes shift to live happily with her ever after—before the eyes of the world.
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This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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