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Updated: July 26, 2025
Daisy's occupation in the next world, Miss Noel, is going to be sweeping all the dirty clouds out of the sky, and polishing up the harps and crowns, and telling the small angels not to leave the ivory gates ajar, for fear of draughts, and to be sure and put their buckets and spades away tidily when they have done digging in the golden sands, and not to get over-heated and fall ill, because they can't die and have got nowhere to go.
For a moment Daisy's heart was stirred with pity for the tired, worn girl, and she half resolved to give up America and stay at home where she was needed. But as the days went on and she saw just what life at Stoneleigh meant, she felt that she could not endure it, and, fondly stroking Bessie's hair and smoothing her pale cheek, she told her she would not be gone long.
She made Peppino hang about opposite Daisy's house, with orders to drop his stick, or let his hat blow off, if he saw even the secretary coming out of the gate, so as possibly to enter into conversation with him, while she positively forced herself one morning into Daisy's hall, and cried "Margarita" in silvery tones.
I always become acquainted with people's private affairs." "But I do not want that you should be acquainted with mine." "No matter. You are under my care," said the doctor. Then after a minute he added in a lower tone, "What have you been shedding tears about to-day?" Daisy's face looked intensely grave; wise and old beyond her days, though the mouth was also sweet.
The navy-blue silk was quickly made in the privacy of Daisy's apartment, and she was very charming in it, and attracted a great deal of attention, and drove the young Irishman nearly crazy with her smiles and coquetries.
"How pink the clouds are, and how the dew twinkles in the grass! I never saw it so before," she said. "Because by the time you are up the pretty pink clouds are gone, and the thirsty grass has drank the dew, or the sun has drawn it up to fall again at night for the flowers' evening bath," replied Wee, watching the soft color that began to touch Daisy's pale cheeks.
The morning came, and June with it; but June could neither get in nor dare knock loud enough to make Daisy hear; she was obliged to come round through her mistress's dressing-room. But Daisy's door on that side was locked too! June was going softly away. "What do you want?" said her mistress. "If you please, ma'am," said June, stopping very unwillingly "I thought it was time to wake Miss Daisy."
"I do not hear you express any pleasure, Daisy," she said meaningly. Daisy turned her face towards her mother with a doubtful look, and was silent. "Speak!" said Mrs. Randolph. "What, mamma?" "Whatever you choose, to shew your sense of your aunt's kindness." "Do not concern yourself, my dear," said her sister. "I am sorry if I have failed in meeting Daisy's taste that is all."
Eve Glenn took Daisy to her own room, and there the wonderful transformation began. She dressed Daisy in her own white satin dress, and twined deep crimson passion-roses in the golden curls, clapping her hands at Daisy's wondrous beauty kissing her, and petting her by turns. "There never was such a little fairy of a bride!" she cried, exultantly leading Daisy to the mirror.
Most of the boys let him severely alone, but Dan, though he said he despised him for being a coward, watched over him with a grim sort of protection, and promptly cuffed any lad who dared to molest his mate or make him afraid. His idea of friendship was as high as Daisy's, and, in his own rough way, he lived up to it as loyally.
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