"Why do you read it, Daisy? Is it a lesson?"
"No, Capt. Drummond,—but—I think proper to read it."
"It is proper," said the Captain. "Come, Daisy,—suppose we go down on the sand-beach to-morrow, and we will play out the Saxon Heptarchy there as we played out the Crimea. Shall we?"
Daisy's face changed. "O thank you, Capt. Drummond!—that will be nice!
Shall we?"
"If you will, I will," said the Captain.
Mr. Randolph moved away.
The next day after luncheon, Daisy followed her father when he left the table. She followed till they were got quite away from other ears.
"Papa, I would like to go to Mrs. Harbonner's again. You said I must not go without leave."
"Who is Mrs. Harbonner?"
"Papa, it is the place where I took the ham,—do you remember? Joanna has enquired about her, and found that she is respectable."