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O is Nora coming?" exclaimed Daisy. "Mrs. Sandford commissioned me to make the enquiry, Mrs. Randolph, whether one more would be too many? Her little relation, Daisy's friend I believe, has returned to her for the rest of the season." "Certainly!" Mrs. Randolph said, "there was room for everybody." The lady's manner told nothing; but nevertheless Daisy did not venture to shew her joy.

The singing ceased; and for a while nothing was to be heard in the cottage but the low rush and rustle of the wind which had driven away the storm clouds, and the patter of a dislodged rain drop or two that were shaken from the leaves. Daisy's breathing was too soft to be heard, and Juanita almost held her own lest it should be too soon disturbed.

Miss Egerton had told the good little lady for the first time the sad story of Daisy's terrible adventure with Mr. Dove. All the poor little child's terror, and her final flight into the country, were graphically described by the good woman. "She went to find me, little darling, little darling," repeated Mrs. Ellsworthy, tears running down her cheeks.

The slow-moving, idly gazing Roman crowd bestowed much attention upon the extremely pretty young foreign lady who was passing through it upon his arm; and he wondered what on earth had been in Daisy's mind when she proposed to expose herself, unattended, to its appreciation. His own mission, to her sense, apparently, was to consign her to the hands of Mr.

At last he found some traces of what he sought; then he forgot Daisy in his eagerness, and it was after a good long interval the last time that he came to Daisy's side again. She was awake. "What have you got?" she said, as he came up with his hands full. "I have got my fish." "Have you! Oh, where is it?" "How do you do?" said the Captain, sitting down beside her. "I do very well.

While you, forgive me, Daisy, but I've known you for years, and you ARE capable of gaining your own ends by underhanded methods." "What do you accuse me of?" and Daisy's air of injured innocence was well assumed. "I don't know," and Bill looked exceedingly perplexed. "But I DO know that in some way you persuaded Patty to give up that part, because you wanted it yourself."

"Now, look here, Arthur," said the master, closing the door and facing his unabashed future kinsman, "we must come to an understanding at once. During term time I forbid you to mention Daisy's name, either to me or anybody else, unless I wish it " The boy whistled. "What, have you had a row, then? Is it all broken off? My eye, what will "

"Oh, no, sir. Oh, no, Dr. Sandford, please! I am not ready I would rather not go downstairs to-day. Please don't take me!" "To-morrow you must, Daisy. I shall not give you any longer than till then." Away went Dr. Sandford to the library; kept Daisy's counsel, and told Mrs. Randolph she was to remain in her room to-day. "She thinks too much," he said. "There is too much self- introversion."

But Daisy's face was unutterably grave, as a new brilliant band of forked lightning glittered outside the windows, and the burst of the thunderbolt sounded as if at their very feet, making a renewal of the same cries and exclamations. "Why does it trouble you, Daisy?" said Mr. Randolph soothingly, feeling the quiver of the child's frame.

And so, when Aunt Sophia had gone back to the city, and Judge Markham was in a few days to return to his Western home, she rode with him around the Pond, and when she came back the dead Daisy's ring was upon her finger and she was a promised wife.

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