“This table won’t hold anything but the tea things,” said Pinkie, thoughtfully, “we will have to put the refweshments somewhere else and pass them.”
“Here, on the stone wall behind the arbour, is a nice place,” said Dorothy, “and no one can see the things. Let us play tea-party now, I’ll pour the tea and say ‘cream or lemon, one lump or two, please?’ And you can say ‘no tea, thank you, I never take anything between meals.’ Then I sha’n’t be ’barrassed ’cause there really isn’t any tea.”
“Yes, I will,” acquiesced Pinkie, readily, “only I think first I’ll get Julia Minnehaha and some bread and butter ’cause I’m really, truly hungry.”
Then the two sat down at either end of the table, while Hans Sachs and Pluck, believing it to be a real party, waited for their share, which proving to be only bread crumbs sent them off in a huff.
Miss Letty came to take luncheon with the two mammas and brought a large box of mottoes for the party. “They have paper caps in them, I know,” whispered Pinkie in delight, “and we can put them on us and the dogs and have a fancy dwessed ball.”
“One lump or two, please?”
“Be sure not to forget the basket with a handle for Hamlet to play waiter with,” said Miss Letty, as she went into the dining room. Pinkie meant to get it at once, but she stopped to count the mottoes and so forgot all about it.