six in the morning
All the world was absorbed in admiring the baby . The christening-day came at last , and it was as lovely as the Prince himself . All the people in the palace were lovely too -- or thought themselves so -- in the elegant new clothes which the Queen , who thought of everybody , had taken care to give them , from the ladies-in-waiting down to the poor little kitchen-maid , who looked at herself in her pink cotton gown , and thought , doubtless , that there never was such a pretty girl as she . By six in the morning all the royal household had dressed itself in its very best ; and then the little Prince was dressed in his best -- his magnificent christening robe ; which proceeding his Royal Highness did not like at all , but kicked and screamed like any common baby . When he had a little calmed down , they carried him to be looked at by the Queen his mother , who , though her royal robes had been brought and laid upon the bed , was , as everybody well knew , quite unable to rise and put them on . She admired her baby very much ; kissed and blessed him , and lay looking at him , as she did for hours sometimes , when he was placed beside her fast asleep ; then she gave him up with a gentle smile , and , saying she hoped he would be very good , that it would be a very nice christening , and all the guests would enjoy themselves , turned peacefully over on her bed , saying nothing more to anybody . She was a very uncomplaining person , the Queen -- and her name was Dolorez .