Joanna sat down and folded her arms to consider the matter.
"How many will there be?"
"I counted," said Daisy. "There will be about seventeen, with their wives, you know."
"Seventeen, wives and all?" said Joanna. "You'll have to get the carpenter or Mr. Stilton to make you a table."
"Yes, that's easy," said Daisy; "but Joanna, what shall we have on it? There will want to be a good deal, for seventeen people; and I want it handsome, you know."
"Of course," said Joanna, looking as if she were casting up the multiplication table "it'll have to be that, whatever else it, is. Miss Daisy, suppose you let me manage it and I'll see and have it all right. If you will give orders about the strawberries, and have the table made."
"I shall dress the table with flowers, Joanna."
"Yes well " said Joanna, "I don't know anything about flowers; but I'll have the cake ready, and everything else."
"And tea and coffee, Joanna?"
"Why, I never thought of that! yes, to be sure, they'll want something to drink who will pour it out, Miss Daisy?"