Iwasjustperfectlyamazedatgrownpeople！Afterallthethingsourfolkshadsaid！You’dhavesupposedthatLaddiewouldhavebeenlockedinthebarn；fatherreadingthethirtysecondPsalmtothePrincess，andmotheronherkneesaskingGodtoopenhereyeslikeSaul’swhenhetriedtokickagainstthepricks，andmakehertosee，ashedid，thatGodwasnotamyth，Well，therewasnooneinthesitting-roomortheparlour，buttherewerevoicesfartheron；soIslippedin。Ireallyhadtoslip，fortherewasnootherplacetheycouldbeexcepttheparlourbedroom，andSally’sweddingthingswerelockedupthere，andwewerenottoseeuntileverythingwasfinished，likeItoldyou。
Well，thiswaswhatIsaw：ourbedroomhadbeenaporchonce，andwhenwehadbeencrowdedonaccountofallofuscoming，fatherencloseditandmadearoom。Butheneverhadtakenoutthewindowinthewall。SoallIhadtodowhenIwantedtoknowhowfastthedresseswerebeingmade，wastoshoveupthewindowabovemybed，pushbacktheblind，andlookin。Ididn’tcarewhatshehad。Ijustwantedtogetaheadofherandseebeforeshewasready，topayherforbeatingme。Iknewwhatshehad，andImeanttotellher，andwalkawaywithmynoseintheairwhensheofferedtoshowme；butthiswasdifferent。IwaswildtoseewhatwasgoingonbecausethePrincesswasthere。Theroomwassmall，andthebigcherryfour-posterwasverylarge，andallofthemweretalking，sonoonepaidtheslightestattentiontome。
Mothersatinthebigrockingchair，withSallyononeofitsarms，leaningagainsthershoulder。ShelleyandMayandthesewingwomanwerecrowdedbetweenthewallandthefootboard，andtheotherslinedagainstthewall。Thebedwasheapedinatumbleofeverythingawomaneverwore。Seemedtometherewasmorestufftherethanalltherestofushad，puttogether。Theworkingdressesandapronshadbeenmadeonthemachine，buttherewereheapsandstacksofhand-madeunderclothes。Icouldseethelovelychemisemotherembroideredlyingontopofapileofbedding，andoverandoverSallyhadsaidthateverystitchintheweddinggownmustbetakenbyhand。ThePrincessstoodbesidethebed。Afunnylittletighthatlikeaman’sandaridingwhiplayonachaircloseby。Icouldn’tseewhatshewore——herusualridingclothesprobably——forshehadanipineachshoulderofadressshewasholdingtoherchinandlookingdownat。Afterall，Ihadn’tseeneverything！NeverbeforeorsincehaveIseenalovelierdressthanthat。ItwaswhatalwayshadbeenwrappedinthesheetonthefootofthebedandIhadn’tgotapeepatit。Thepalegreensilkwithtinypinkmossrosesinit，thatIhadbeenthinkingwastheweddingdress，lookedaboutrighttowashthedishesin，comparedwiththis。
Thiswasaweddingdress。Youdidn’tneedanyonetotellyou。
ThePrincesshadasmuchredasIeverhadseeninhercheeks，hereyeswerebright，andshewashalf-laughingandhalf-crying。