It seemed so unlike her notion of a children's party, to sit still and listen to a programme all the afternoon, and she grew cramped and tired, and longed for it to be over.
But the city children did not seem to feel that way at all.

They sat very demurely with their hands clasped, and their slippered feet crossed, and applauded politely at the proper times.

Marjorie glanced at King and Kitty, and their answering glances proved that they felt exactly as she did herself.

However, all three were determined to do the right thing, and so they sat still, and tried to look as if they were enjoying themselves.
At half-past five the programme came to an end, and the children were invited to go out into the dining-room for the feast.
The dining-room was transformed into a place of beauty.

Small tables accommodated six guests each, and at each place was a lovely basket of flowers with a big bow of gauze ribbon on the handle.