"No, papa."
"What is the matter?"
"It is hot, papa; and my leg aches; not so much as it did last night sometimes; but it aches."
"It is a cool, fresh morning," said Mrs. Randolph. "She is hot because she is lying in this place."
"Not very cool, with the mercury at eighty-four before eight o'clock.
You are cool because you have been driving fast."
"Mr. Randolph, this is no proper place for the child to be. I am convinced she might be moved with safety."
"I cannot risk the doctor's convictions against yours, Felicia. That question must be given up."
"He says I am under his orders, papa."
"Undeniable, Daisy. That is true doctrine. What orders does he give you?"
"To eat fruit, and keep quiet, papa. He says there must not be more than one person here at a time, besides Juanita."