"I don't know. Oh, in some nice way," said Daisy, getting into
her corner of the couch again.
"Yes, but shall I — shall Jane and I have bracelets, and a
girdle, and something on our heads too?"
"No, I suppose not. The queen, of course, is most dressed,
Nora; you know she must be."
"I should like to have _one_ dress," said Nora. "I am not
anything at all. All the fun is in the dress. You are to have
four dresses."
"Well, so are you to have four."
"No, I am not. What four?"
"This one, you know; and Red Riding-hood — and the Princes in
the Tower — and Cinderella."
"I am to be only one of the ugly sisters in Cinderella — I
don't believe aunt Frances will give her much of a dress; and
I hate Red Riding-hood; and the Princes in the Tower are not
to be dressed at all. They are covered up with the bed-
clothes."
"Nora," said Daisy, softly, — "would you like to be dressed as
John Alden?"
"As _what?_" said Nora, in no very accommodating tone of voice.
"John Alden — that Puritan picture, you know, with the
spinning-wheel. I am to be Priscilla."
"A boy! Do you think I would be dressed like a boy?" cried
Nora, in dudgeon. And Daisy thought _she_ would not, if the
question were asked her; and had nothing more to answer.
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