"Mother was asleep when I went in just now," Daisy said.
"My dear, let her sleep. It is the best thing she can do. And if she wakes, keep her away from here."
"Why?"
"I think—I am not sure—but I shrewdly suspect that uncle Carden-Cox may come in for a talk. He is at home again. Madre could not stand that."
"I couldn't," sighed Anice.
"You will have to stand it, and a great deal besides. We must all three be brave, and keep up for madre's sake—and—"
"And for Nigel's," added Daisy unsuspectingly.
Fulvia flushed.
"Yes. He has a great deal resting on him, and he will have hard work. Anice—Daisy—I want you both to promise me to be good and thoughtful—not to seem vexed and unhappy, whatever happens. Above all, don't let yourselves blame padre."
"Why should we blame him?" asked Daisy.