Daisy, run!" Daisy left the hampers, and walked, or indeed obeyed orders and ran, to where the little spaniel was threatening a rout among the whole army of cold chickens.

Daisy called him off, and then stood by to take care of him.

It was very amusing to see Eloise and Theresa unpack the hampers; and Ella and Nora, finding it so, made no move to join Daisy in her distant watch.

The men were busy running to and fro with the unpacked eatables, and keeping up the fire, and setting piles of plates everywhere, and laying glasses all round the tablecloth--for they would not stand up--and putting wine in coolers, that is to say, in pails of ice water.

Daisy felt alone again, left out of the play.