"It isn't good, Capt. Drummond," she said softly.
"Bad, isn't it?"
"Rather."
"I have to make this fellow go slowly, you see, or he would shake you too much. Could you bear to go faster?"
"I'll try."
The Captain tried cautiously. But his question, and possibly Daisy's answer, were stimulated by the view of the western horizon, over which clouds were gathering thick and fast. Could they get home in time? that was the doubt in both minds.
"Capt. Drummond," said Daisy presently, "I can't bear this shaking."
"Must I go slower?"
"If you please."
"Daisy, do you see how the sky bodes yonder? What do you suppose we shall do if those clouds come up?"