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"
Come
,
dear
princess
,
"
said
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
,
"
just
one
more
little
effort
.
"
The
little
princess
,
taking
the
dress
from
the
maid
,
came
up
to
Princess
Mary
.
"
Well
,
now
we
'll
arrange
something
quite
simple
and
becoming
,
"
she
said
.
The
three
voices
,
hers
,
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
's
,
and
Katie
's
,
who
was
laughing
at
something
,
mingled
in
a
merry
sound
,
like
the
chirping
of
birds
.
"
No
,
leave
me
alone
,
"
said
Princess
Mary
.
Her
voice
sounded
so
serious
and
so
sad
that
the
chirping
of
the
birds
was
silenced
at
once
.
They
looked
at
the
beautiful
,
large
,
thoughtful
eyes
full
of
tears
and
of
thoughts
,
gazing
shiningly
and
imploringly
at
them
,
and
understood
that
it
was
useless
and
even
cruel
to
insist
.
"
At
least
,
change
your
coiffure
,
"
said
the
little
princess
.
"
Did
n't
I
tell
you
,
"
she
went
on
,
turning
reproachfully
to
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
,
"
Mary
's
is
a
face
which
such
a
coiffure
does
not
suit
in
the
least
.
Not
in
the
least
!
Please
change
it
.
"
"
Leave
me
alone
,
please
leave
me
alone
!
It
is
all
quite
the
same
to
me
,
"
answered
a
voice
struggling
with
tears
.
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
and
the
little
princess
had
to
own
to
themselves
that
Princess
Mary
in
this
guise
looked
very
plain
,
worse
than
usual
,
but
it
was
too
late
.
She
was
looking
at
them
with
an
expression
they
both
knew
,
an
expression
thoughtful
and
sad
.
This
expression
in
Princess
Mary
did
not
frighten
them
(
she
never
inspired
fear
in
anyone
)
,
but
they
knew
that
when
it
appeared
on
her
face
,
she
became
mute
and
was
not
to
be
shaken
in
her
determination
.
"
You
will
change
it
,
wo
n't
you
?
"
said
Lise
.
