"What an incomprehensible girl you are!" Ransom answered impatiently.
"She'll mend -" said mamma.
"But, Miss Randolph," said Mr. Marshall, "the care of infirm relatives, a father or a mother, can anything make that unworthy?"
"Not in itself," I said; "but suppose a man's duty calls him away? It might. You can suppose such a case."
"I see what I have to expect," mamma said with a laugh. "Daisy will take care of me, until some duty calls her away. I will not count upon you, Daisy, any longer than that. De Saussure, what is your estimate of life's objects? On honour, now!"
"I can think of nothing better than to live for somebody that one loves," he said.
"I knew you would say that," she rejoined. "Hugh, what do you say?"
"I need to go to school, Mrs. Randolph."
"Well, go to school to Daisy," said mamma with another light laugh. "And come, let us walk, or we shall not have time. Eugne Sue, is it, that we are going to see?"
"Only his house, madam. Miss Randolph, I am charged, you know, with your studies to-day."