"Oh, it even puts a rainbow around Tippy's frown," Georgina cried
excitedly. Then she ran to hold the prism over Belle's eyes.

"Look what Uncle Darcy brought me for my birthday. See how it puts a
rainbow around every blessed thing, even the old black pots and pans!"

In showing it to Tippy she discovered a tiny hole in the end of the prism
by which it had been hung from the lamp, and she ran upstairs to find a
piece of ribbon to run through it. When she came down again, the prism
hanging from her neck by a long pink ribbon, Uncle Darcy greeted her with
a new version of the Banbury Cross song:

"Rings on her fingers and ribbon of rose,
She shall have rainbows wherever she goes."

"That's even better than having music wherever you go," answered
Georgina, whirling around on her toes. Then she stopped in a listening
attitude, hearing the postman.

When she came back from the front door with only a magazine her
disappointment was keen, butl she said bravely:

"Of course, I _knew_ there couldn't be a letter from Barby this
soon. She couldn't get there till last night--but just for a minute I
couldn't help hoping--but I didn't mind it half so much, Uncle Darcy,
when I looked at the postman through the prism. Even his whiskers were
blue and red and yellow."

That afternoon a little boat went dipping up and down across the waves.