“Laythemonthegrasstobleach，“saidDaisy，withanairofexperience。
“SoIwill，andwecansitupinthenestandwatchthattheydon’tblowaway。“
TheQueenofBabylon’swardrobewasspreadforthuponthebank，and，turninguptheirtubstodry，thelittlewasherwomenclimbedintothenest，andfelltotalking，asladiesareapttodointhepausesofdomesticlabor。
“I’mgoingtohaveafeather-bedtogowithmynewpillow，“saidMrs。
Giddy-gaddy，asshetransferredthethistledownfromherpockettoherhandkerchief，losingabouthalfintheprocess。