"Bring her along, Daisy," Mrs. Sandford called from the other
side of the room. — "I am almost ready for her."
Daisy made another vain effort to bring Nora to reason, and
then went sorrowfully to Mrs. Sandford. She thought tableaux
were on the whole a somewhat troublesome amusement.
"Will I do, Mrs. Sandford?" she said. "Nora does not want to
play."
"In dudgeon, hey?" said the lady. "I expected as much. Well,
Daisy — I will take you. I might perch you up on a foot-
cushion to give you a little more altitude. However — I don't
know but it will do. Theresa will be letting down her own
height."
"I think I am letting myself down altogether, Mrs. Sandford,
in allowing Ahasuerus to pick me out in that lordly style. But
never mind — I shan't touch his sceptre any way. Boys, boys! —
are you ready?"
"Splendid, Theresa!" said Preston, as he came in. "Splendid!
You are the very thing."
"I am diamonds and satin, you mean. I thank you. I know that
is what I am at present."
"You look the character," said Hamilton.
Theresa made him a mock little courtesy. It was admirably
done. It was the slightest gesture of supercilious disdain —
excellent pantomime. The boys laughed and shouted, for
Theresa's satin and diamonds gave effect to her acting, and
she was a good actor.
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