"I made myself."
"Well, but why? When you know mother can't bear him to go!"
Fulvia was silent, and Daisy's childish eyes scanned her. They were clever eyes, only undeveloped.
"Fulvie, why does mother dislike the Elveys? I think they are so nice."
"She doesn't."
"Yes, she does."
"No, it is not dislike. You are talking nonsense."
"Well then, she doesn't like Nigel to like them so much."
"Go and get something to do."
"I've done lots—heaps. I don't want to be busy now. Why does mother mind? Is it only because she wants him all to herself? Mother never does like any of us to be too fond of anybody—outside people, I mean. You may just as well answer me, because I can't possibly help seeing things, and I am not a baby."