Before they reached the room from which the sounds of the clavichord came, the pretty, fair haired Frenchwoman, Mademoiselle Bourienne, rushed out apparently beside herself with delight.

"Ah! what joy for the princess!" exclaimed she: "At last! I must let her know.

" "No, no, please not... You are Mademoiselle Bourienne," said the little princess, kissing her.

" I know you already through my sister-in-law's friendship for you.