"What has been the agreeableness to-day, for instance?"
"Oh, a great deal; my ride in the chair, — that was nice! and
all our walk, and what, you were telling me; and coming over
the river —" Daisy paused.
"And what do you think of being carried in the arms of
gentlemen," said Mrs. Gary, who had overheard a few words, —
"while other little girls have to get along as they can? as
tired as you are, I dare say."
"I cannot help it, aunt Gary," said Daisy. But the remark
served to justify her view of things; for what had in truth
been altogether agreeable up to that minute was so no longer.
Daisy was uneasy.
"Dr. Sandford," she whispered after a few moments, "I am
rested — I can stand now. I am tiring you. Please set me
down."
"No. Be quiet, Daisy," said her friend, peremptorily. And as
the little head went down again obediently on his shoulder, he
gave again a gentle kiss to her lips. Daisy did not mind Mrs.
Gary after that.
The storm slackened off now rapidly. The patter of the rain
lessened and grew still; a sweet reviving air blew in at the
windows. Of course the road was drenched with wet and every
tree dripping; nevertheless the journey must be made to the
boats, and the poor ladies were even glad to set out to
undertake it.
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