Her head was covered with a rose-coloured silken scarf wound artistically round it and the ends floating away; and upon this drapery diamonds were bound, that sparkled very regally over Daisy's forehead.
But this was only the beginning.

A zone of brilliants at her waist made the white satin dazzling and gathered its folds together; bracelets of every colour and of great beauty loaded Daisy's little arms; till she was, what Mrs.Sandford had said Esther must be, a spot of brilliancy.
Her two maids, Nora and Jane Linwood, at this time were not robed in any other than their ordinary attire; perhaps that was one reason why their maintenance of their characters was not quite so perfect as that of the principal two.

Hamilton stretched forward his wooden sceptre to the queen with benignant haste and dignity.

Daisy, only too glad to shrink away, closed her eyes and lay back in the arms of her attendants in a manner that was really very satisfactory.

But the attendants themselves were not in order.
"Jane, you must not laugh--" said her brother.
"I ain't laughing!" "Yes, but you were." "The queen is fainting, you know," said Mrs.Sandford.