Nora examined it critically.
"I would like to be the king, he is so handsome.

Who will be the queen ?" "I don't know yet," said Daisy.
"Are you going to have any part where you will be dressed up ?" "We shall have to be dressed for them all.

We cannot wear our own dresses, you know; it would not be a picture." "But, I mean, are you going to be dressed up with nice things ?--not like this." "This will be dressed up," said Daisy; "she will be very nicely dressed--to be one of the queen's ladies, you know." "Daisy! Daisy!--" was now called from the larger group of counsel-takers, Daisy and Nora having separated themselves for their private discourse.

"Daisy! look here--come here! see what you are to be.
You are to be an angel." "You are to be an angel, Daisy," Theresa repeated,--"with wonderful wings made of gauze on a light frame of whalebone." Daisy came near, looking very attentive; if she felt any more she did not shew it in her face.
"Daisy, you will do it delightfully," said Mrs.Sandford.

"Come and look.