June stood holding up a small featherbed, and two little figures in white nightgowns were flying round, looking and laughing at two exceedingly fierce, bearded, moustached, black-browed individuals, on whose heads Mrs.Sandford was setting some odd-looking hats.
"Who are those, Nora ?" said Daisy to Little Red Riding-Hood.
"Daisy, did you like it?
did I stand well ?" "Yes, I liked it very much; it was nice.

Nora, who are those two ?" "Why one of 'em is Preston--I don't know who the other is.

Daisy, did you ask about Esther ?" Could it be possible that Preston had so transformed himself?
Daisy could hardly see that it was he.

His fellow she did not recognize at all.

It was big George Linwood.
"Now are the little princes ready ?" said Preston.