cream, and hot chocolate, and macaroons, and frosted cake!" she said proudly.
The doctor's son wanted to know when tea was to be ready; but at that moment the grown-up people came down-stairs, and led the way out upon the lawn, where croquet and tennis were to be played. Soon the vicar's children appeared, and after them the little Fosters, and all the other young folk who had received invitations; and a very merry set they were.
The boys ran races, and when the front garden and its lawn was exhausted, Dilâl and the maids brought out tea and laid a charming feast on tiny tables.
To judge from the rapid disappearance of all the good things, Moti's selection was a wise one; but when the doctor's son passed his plate the fifth time for strawberry ice-cream, and the vicar's three-year—old daughter demanded "more dat sugary cake" at the end of her third slice, the parents present exchanged looks
