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CHAPTEE X.
CINDERELLA.
"
TTO, ho
"
!
laughed the
"
king. That's the way he
-* *- ran wlien he took my
tarts. The head cook
saw him and tripped up his heels, so that he fell on his
nose ;
but he was up again and off before the cook could
get the tarts. So you wanted to see if the queen's tarts
were as good as yours, eh ? "
" Yes, your majesty, I did ;
and I told John to see if
he couldn't beg a little piece left on a plate after dinner,
or something like that. I never meant that he should
steal them, I'm sure."
" No, I dare say not. I'm very fond of pastry,"
remarked
the kins.