"What about Miss Denham?" asked Giles, outwardly calm.
"You like her."
"She is a very charming woman, but you are to be my wife. Jealous little girl, can I not be ordinarily civil to Miss Denham without you getting angry?"
"You need not be so very civil."
"I won't speak to her at all if you like," replied Ware, with a fine assumption of carelessness.
"Oh, if you only wouldn't," Daisy stopped—then continued passionately, "I wish she would go away. I don't like her."
"She is fond of you, Daisy."
"Yes. And a cat is fond of a mouse. Mrs. Parry says——"
"Don't quote that odious woman, child," interrupted Ware sharply. "She has a bad word for everyone."
"Well, she doesn't like Anne."