"O dear!" said the King, "the seminary is asleep! I was afraid of it!"

Then Drusilla saw that the building was like a great solid mass, with
not a door or window visible.

"It is asleep," explained the King. "It is not a common house; a great
professor designed it. 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,