Ive been very unhappy since that first night in Stockholm.

The next night, the King and queen held a dance for us. The Swedish ladies wore wonderful jewels, especially diamonds. After the dance Countess Lewenhaupt brought me a pair of diamond earrings.

"Is that a present from the Queen?" I asked. Perhaps I looked too poor because I wore no jewels?

"No. Its a present from the queen Mother," said the countess. "She used to wear them often. Now she only wears black clothes, without any jewels."

I wore them on Jeans birthday. The Queen held a party for him. Some noblemen and their ladies acted a play. It was a piece of ancient Swedish history. Miss Koskull had planned it, and she gave herself the most important part. She smiled like a cat when Jean clapped at the end.

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