"Then sing it. Never mind whether you succeed or not; that is of no consequence."
"Mamma——," began Daisy.
"Well, what?"
Daisy was in great confusion. What to say to her mother she did not know.
"No matter how you get along with it," repeated Mrs. Randolph. "That is nothing."
"It isn't that, mamma,—but—"
"Then sing. No more words, Daisy; sing."
"Mamma, please don't ask me!"
"I have asked you. Come Daisy—don't be silly."
"Mamma," whispered Daisy trembling, "I will sing it any other night but to-night!"