"
"Dr. Sandford, what do they look like?"
"You have seen shooting-stars?"
"Yes — are those meteors?"
"Those are meteors that do not come to the earth. Sometimes
they are nearer, and look like great fire-balls."
"Have you seen them."
"Yes, a great many."
"And have you seen them after they fell on the ground?"
"Yes."
"What are they like then?"
"A very black stone, on the outside, and made up of various
metals and earths within."
"But then, what makes them look like fire-balls, before they
fall?"
"Can't tell, Daisy. As I said, the doctors are divided; and I
really have no opinion that you would understand if I gave
it."
Daisy would have liked to hear all the opinions, but she did
not ask for them. Preston was still standing at the back of
the sofa, and started a new subject.
"Dr. Sandford, how soon will Daisy's foot let her go to Silver
Lake?"
"In what way do you propose to get there?"
"By boat, sir, across the river; and the rest of the way is
walking."
"On plain ground?"
"Not exactly!" said Preston.
"How far do you call it?"
"Three miles."
"Of walking! I think Daisy may walk across this floor by next
week; and in a little while after she may go up and down
stairs.
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