It is safe to say that the doctor
would willingly have been spared his present task.
"Where have you been now, Daisy?" he said.
Daisy's face brightened into its usual smile at sight of him.
"I have been to Crum Elbow, Dr. Sandford."
"Suppose you go a little further and have luncheon with Mrs.
Sandford and me? It will not take us long to get to it."
"Does mamma say so, Dr. Sandford?"
"Yes."
"Then I will be ready in a moment."
"Where are you going?" said her friend, stopping her.
"Only up stairs for a minute. I will be ready in two minutes,
Dr. Sandford."
"Stop," said the doctor, still detaining her. "I would rather
not have you go upstairs. Your father is not quite well, and I
want him kept quiet."
What a shadow came over Daisy's sunshine.
"Papa not well! What is the matter?"
"He does not feel quite like himself, and I wish him left in
perfect repose."
"What is the matter with him, Dr. Sandford?"
Daisy's words were quiet, but the doctor saw the gathering woe
on her cheek; the roused suspicion. This would not do to go
on.
"He has had a little accident, Daisy; nothing that you need
distress yourself about; but I wish him to be quite quiet for
a little.
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