Chapter 5

'But, princess,' said Muriel wistfully, 'farm work and cooking and washing dishes over and over--it seems such drudgery.'

A great light broke over her face, and she cried in a low, exultant tone:--

'"Blessed be Drudgery!" Christ bore it for thirty years, why should I mind for forty-nine? I have only to wait a little now for the "fulness of joy" and "pleasures for evermore."'

Muriel threw her arms about her and kissed her softly.

'Then our princess will be at home,' she whispered, 'in the Palace of the King.'

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TURNBULL AND SPEARS, PRINTERS, EDINBURGH.