Gary.
"A tableful," said Ransom; "and baskets and baskets to take
home."
"Something new, —" said Mrs. Gary, eating her salad.
"But how did the company behave?" said Mr. McFarlane.
"I saw no behaviour that was not proper," Daisy answered,
gravely. She thought as much could not be said of the present
company, seeing that servants were present.
"What have you there, Daisy?" said her mother.
"It is a birthday present, mamma. It is an Egyptian spoon."
"An Egyptian spoon! Where did you get it?"
"Mr. Dinwiddie — I mean, Nora gave it to me."
"What about Mr. Dinwiddie?"
"Nothing, mamma."
"Then why did you speak his name?"
"I don't know. He brought Nora to see me just now."
"Where did you see him?"
"In the library."
"Mr. Randolph" — said the lady — "did Mr. Dinwiddie call to
see you?"
"He did me that honour," said Mr. Randolph; "but I think
primarily his visit was to Daisy."
"Who is Mr. Dinwiddie?" said Mrs. Gary, seeing a contraction
in her sister's brow. "It's a Virginian name."
"He is a fanatic," said Mrs. Randolph. "I don't know what else
he is."
"Let us see the fanatic's spoon," said Gary McFarlane.
"Egyptian, is it, Daisy? Curious, upon my word!"
"Beautiful!" said Captain Drummond, taking the spoon in his
turn across the table.
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