"Pooh!" said Preston. But I stood and waited for his answer.
"Nonsense, Daisy!" he said again.
"What is nonsense?"
"Why, you. What are you talking about?"
"I asked you a question."
"A ridiculous question. You are just absurd."
"Will you please to answer it?"
"I don't know whether I will. What have you to do with it?"
"In the first place, Preston, Darry is not your servant."
"Upon my word!" said Preston. "But yes, he is; for mamma is regent here now. He must do what I order him anyhow."