"Oh, dear, no!" answered Elizabeth Eliza. "I can't even count
them."

Mrs. Peterkin found time to meet Elizabeth Eliza in the side entry,
to ask if there were going to be cups enough.

"I have set Agamemnon in the front entry to count," said Elizabeth
Eliza, putting her hand to her head.

The little boys came to say that the Maberlys were coming.

"The Maberlys!" exclaimed Elizabeth Eliza. "I never asked them."

"It is your father's doing," cried Mrs. Peterkin. "I do believe he
asked everybody he saw!" And she hurried back to her guests.

"What if father really has asked everybody?" Elizabeth Eliza said
to herself, pressing her head again with her hand.

There were the cow and the pig. But if they all took tea or coffee,
or both, the cups could not go round.

Agamemnon returned in the midst of her agony.

MRS. PETERKIN'S TEA-PARTY. He had not been able to count
the guests, they moved about so, they talked so; and it would not
look well to appear to count.

"What shall we do?" exclaimed Elizabeth Eliza.