"But she will not look as old as she ought."
"Yes she will, when she is dressed. I know who will be our dresser, too;
Mrs. Sandford."
"Will she?" said Daisy.
"Yes. She knows how, I know. You and I must go and give invitations,
Daisy."
"Mamma will send the invitations."
"Yes, of course, to the party; but we have got to beat up recruits and get contributions for the tableaux. You and I must do that. I engaged to take all the trouble of the thing from aunt Felicia."
"Contributions, Preston?"
"Of people, Daisy. People for the tableaux. We must have all we can muster."
"I can't see how you will make Theresa Stanfield look like that."
"I cannot," said Preston laughing,—"but Mrs. Sandford will do part and Theresa herself will do the other part. She will bring her face round, you will see. The thing is, who will be that ugly old woman who is looking at the queen with such eyes of coarse fury—I think I shall have to be that old woman."