"Daisy, she could have had it."
"Yes, Dr. Sandford;—but—"
"But what, if you will be so good?"
"I think it was right for me to get it."
"I am sorry I do not agree with you at all. It was for me to get it—I am supplied with funds, Daisy—and your father has entrusted to me the making of all arrangements which are in any way good for your comfort. I think, with your leave, I shall reverse these bargains. Have you been all this time pleasing Margaret and not yourself?"
"No, sir," I said,—"if you please. I cannot explain it, Dr. Sandford, but I know it is right."
"What is right, Daisy? My faculties are stupid."
"No, sir; but—Let it be as it is, please."
"But won't you explain it? I ought to know what I am giving my consent to, Daisy; for just now I am constituted your guardian. What has Margaret to do with your cloaks? There is enough for both."