He laughed.
"Didn't know it," he said. "But the man who went fishing caught something after all, in that case."
Daisy came into her aunt's room when the women went upstairs that night for a talk. She was radiantly in love, but it was a different Daisy from her who had made so many plans and known her own mind so well a year ago.
"I know Willie has a cold," she said, "but men are so tiresome. They won't take reasonable care of themselves. Don't you think he looked rather run down, Aunt Jeannie?"
"Not the very slightest, I am afraid."
"How horrid of you! Oh, Aunt Jeannie, what a nice world!"
Daisy settled herself on the floor by her aunt's chair, and possessed herself of her hand.
"And to think that till less than a year ago I was quite, quite blind," she said. "I always loved you, I think, but I am so different now. What has happened, do you think?"
"I think you have grown up, my dear," said Jeannie.