Chapter 34

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which of the girls here are going to be be my friends. It’s really an interesting speculation. Of course I promised Diana that no Queen’s girl, should no matter how much I liked her, should ever be as dear to me as she is; but I’ve lots of second-best affections to bestow. I like the look of that girl with the brown eyes and the crimson waist. She looks vivid and red-rosy; then there’s that (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)pale(end superscript) fair one gazing out of the window. She has lovely hair and looks as if she knew a thing or two about dreams. I’d like to know them both—know them well—well enough to walk with my arm about their waists, (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)and call them nicknames.(end superscript) But just now