Sandford entered into the scheme with such
utter good-nature and evident competence to manage it. Ella
Stanfield's eyes grew very wide open; and Mrs. Fish was full
of curiosity, and the Linwoods were tumultuous.
"We shall have to tame those fellows down," Preston remarked
as he and Daisy rode away from this last place, — "or they
will upset everything. Why cannot people teach people to take
things quietly!"
"How much that little one wanted to be Red Riding-hood," said
Daisy.
"Yes. Little Malapert!"
"You will let her, won't you?"
"I reckon I won't. You are to be Red Riding-hood — unless, — I
don't know; perhaps that would be a good one to give Nora
Dinwiddie. I shall see."
That day was gone. The next day there was a great overhauling,
by Preston and his mother and Daisy, of the stores of finery
which Mrs. Randolph put at their disposal. Mrs. Randolph
herself would have nothing to do with the arrangements; she
held aloof from the bustle attending them; but facilities and
materials she gave with unsparing hand. Daisy was very much
amused. Mrs. Gary and Preston had a good deal of consultation
over the finery, having at the same time the engravings spread
out before them.
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