"But you must know soon, my dear. Have you agreed to give your cousin half the evening?"
"No, ma'am—I could not; I am engaged for every dance, and more."
"More!" said Mrs. Sandford.
"Yes, ma'am—for the next time."
"Preston has reason!" she said, laughing. "But I think, Daisy, Grant will be the most jealous of all. Do him good. What will become of his sciences and his microscope now?"
"Why, I shall be just as ready for them," I said.
Mrs. Sandford shook her head. "You will find the hops will take more than that," she said. "But now, Daisy, think what you will wear; for we must go soon and get ready."
I did not want to think about it. I expected, of course, to put on the same dress I had worn the last time. But Mrs. Sandford objected very strongly.
"You must not wear the same thing twice running," she said, "not if you can help it."
I could not imagine why not.