"He is something to me," said mamma. "He is one of the first young men I know, and has one of the finest estates - close by yours, Daisy."
"Estates are nothing in such a matter, mamma."
"That is like saying that pearls and rubies are nothing on such a skin as yours," said mamma laughing. "But you may think of the men, Daisy, and I will think of the estates; that is all en règle."
"I do not wish to think of these men, mamma."
"It is late in the day to say that. You must have thought of them both, Daisy, and long ago."
"It never entered my head till yesterday, mamma, that either of them liked me."
"You must have seen it for weeks past."
"I did not, mamma, - I never thought of such a thing as possible, till yesterday."
"Is it a possible thing," said mamma, "that a daughter of mine can be such a simpleton? It is time you were married, Daisy, if you can break hearts like that, without knowing it."
"Better be a simpleton than wicked," I said.