It goes to sleep, and you can't see any doors
or windows, and such work as it is to wake it up! But we may as well
begin."
Then he gave a signal, and all the nobles shouted as loud as they
possibly could, but the seminary still remained asleep.
"It's asleep most of the time!" growled the King. "They don't want the
young ladies disturbed at their feather stitching and rick-rack, by
anything going on outside. I wish I could shake it."
Then he gave the signal again, and all the nobles shouted together,
as loud as they could possibly scream. Suddenly, doors and windows
appeared all over the seminary, like so many opening eyes.
"There," cried the King, "the seminary has woke up, and I am glad of
it!"
Then he ushered Drusilla in, and introduced her to the lady principal
and the young ladies, and she was at once set to making daisies in
Kensington stitch, for the King was very anxious for her education to
begin at once.
So now, the milkmaid, instead of sitting, singing, in a green meadow,
watching her beautiful gold-horned cow, had to sit all day in a
high-backed chair, her feet on a little foot-stool with an embroidered
pussy cat on it, and do fancy work. The young ladies worked by
electric light; for the seminary was asleep nearly all the time, and
no sunlight could get in at the windows, for boards clapped down over
them like so many eye-lids when the seminary began to doze.
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