"Hollo, Daisy!" said Preston, as she came out upon the piazza; "what now?"
"I am going out."
"With me."
"No, I have business, Preston."
"So have I; a business that cannot wait, either. We must go and drum up our people for the tableaux, Daisy. We haven't much time to prepare, and lots of things to do."
"What?"
"First, arrange about the parts everybody is to take; and then the dresses, and then practising."
"Practising what, Preston?"
"Why, the pictures! We cannot do them at a dash, all right; we must drill, until every one knows exactly how to stand and how to look, and can do it well."
"And must the people come here to practise?"