"Out all the
afternoon and practising all the morning — Where have you
been?"
"I have been visiting, papa."
"Pray whom?"
"Molly, papa — and Juanita," Daisy said, not very willingly,
for Mrs. Randolph was within hearing.
"A happy selection!" said she. "Go and get ready for dinner,
Daisy."
"Have you been all the afternoon at those two places, Daisy."
asked her father, within whose arms she stood.
"Yes, papa."
He let her go; and a significant look passed between him and
his wife.
"A little too much of a good thing," said Mr. Randolph.
"It will be too much, soon," the lady answered.
Nevertheless Daisy for the present was safe, thanks to her
friend Dr. Sandford; and she passed on upstairs with a spirit
as light as a bird. And after she was dressed, till it was
time for her to go in to the dinner-table, all that while a
little figure was kneeling at the open window, and a little
round head was bowed upon the sill. And after that, there was
no cloud upon Daisy's face at all.
In the drawing-room, when they were taking tea, Daisy carried
her cup of milk and cake to a chair close by Preston.
"Well, Daisy, what now?"
"I want to talk to you about the pictures, Preston.
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