Randolph was displeased with your system of
benevolence?"
"No — not that. Yes, I was troubled about that too. But what
troubled me most was — that mamma would not let me speak to
her, to tell her why I must not teach her. I must not say
anything to her again, at all."
Dr. Sandford's eyes, looking, saw that Daisy had indeed spoken
out her trouble now. Such a cloud of sorrow came over her
brow; such witnessing redness about her eyelids, though Daisy
let the witness of tears get no further.
"What do you suppose was your mother's purpose in making that
last regulation?" he went on, in a cool, business tone.
"I don't know — I suppose to punish me," — Daisy said,
faintly.
"Punish you for what?"
"Mamma did not like me to teach that little girl — and I had
done it, I mean I had begun to do it, without asking her."
"Was it a great pleasure?" said the doctor.
"It would have been a great pleasure if I could have taught
her to read," Daisy said, with her face brightening at the
idea.
"I presume it would. Well, Daisy, now you and I will arrange
this affair. I do not consider it wholesome for you to engage
in this particular amusement at this particular time; so I
shall endorse Mrs.
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