I do not like it very much."
"Where are you?"
"I have just got to where it tells about Alfred."
"Why do you read it, Daisy? Is it a lesson?"
"No, Captain Drummond, — but — I think proper to read it."
"It is proper," said the Captain. "Come, Daisy, suppose we go
down on the sand-beach to-morrow, and we will play out the
Saxon Heptarchy there as we played out the Crimea. Shall we?"
Daisy's face changed. "Oh, thank you, Captain Drummond! — that
will be nice! Shall we?"
"If you will, I will," said the Captain.
Mr. Randolph moved away.
The next day, after luncheon, Daisy followed her father when
he left the table. She followed till they were got quite away
from other ears.
"Papa, I would like to go to Mrs. Harbonner's again. You said
I must not go without leave."
"Who is Mrs. Harbonner?"
"Papa, it is the place where I took the ham, — do you
remember? Joanna has enquired about her, and found that she is
respectable."
"What do you want to go there again for, Daisy?"
"Joanna has found some work for her, papa. She would not have
the ham unless she could work to pay for it. I want to see her
to tell her about it."
Mr. Randolph had it on his tongue to say that somebody else
might do that; but looking down at Daisy, the sight of the
pale face and hollow eyes stopped him.
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