"Come in and see Daisy," said Medland. "She's
been alone all the evening, poor girl, and will be glad of better company than mine."
"Oh, come, I expect she likes your society better than any one else's."
"Well, that won't last long, will it?"
They went in and found Daisy supping on the wing of a chicken, and some wine-and-water. Medland led the way, and, as soon as his daughter saw him, she exclaimed,
"Was it very awful, father?"
"Well, was it, Mr. Derosne?" he asked of Dick. "Daisy, this is the Governor's brother, Mr. Derosne."
"It was awful!" said Dick, executing his bow. "Those great feeds always are."
"Why, Daisy," exclaimed Mr. Medland, "you're drinking wine. How about Mrs. Puttock?"
"Oh, she told you? She said it was very wicked."