““Evie was writhing on the blanket, while Daisy stood over her with arms akimbo. Hurrying to the pair, Annabelle asked Daisy in consternation, "What is it?" "The embarrassment was too much for her to endure," Daisy said. "It sent her into fits." Evie rolled on the blanket, a napkin concealing her face, while one exposed ear had turned the color of pickled beets. The more she tried to control her giggles, the worse they became, until she gasped frantically for air in between yelps. Somehow she managed to squeak out a few words. "What a s-s-smashing introduction to lawn sports!" And then she was snorting with more spasms of helpless laughter, while the other three stood over her. Daisy threw Annabelle a significant glance. "Those," she informed her, "are conniptions.””
