Do you
know what it means? It means come out there in front of that curtain and
get what's coming to you. Come on."
"Oh, I can't! I can't! They'd recognize me and I wouldn't have them for
worlds. Not for worlds! It would be perfectly awful," and Polly shrank
back abashed.
"Recognized! Awful nothing! You've got to come out. It's part of the
performance," and hand in hand with Happy and Wheedles the abashed
little princess was led before the foot-lights to receive an ovation and
enough American beauty roses to hide her in a good-sized bower. As she
started back she let fall some of her posies. Instantly, Wheedles was
upon his knees, his hand pressed to his heart, and his eyes dancing with
fun, as he handed her the roses. Shouts and renewed applause went up
from the auditorium.
"I KNOW that is a girl. I am positive of it. But WHO can she be?" was
the comment of one of the ladies behind Mrs. Howland.
"Well I have an idea _I_ might tell her name if I chose," said Mrs.
Howland under her breath to Peggy.
"Didn't she do it beautifully?" whispered Peggy, squeezing Mrs.
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