"Papa," said Daisy when he was about leaving her, "do you not think Dr.
Sandford is a very interesting man?"
"It is the general opinion of ladies, I believe, Daisy; but I advise you not to lose your heart to him. I am afraid he is not to be depended on."
"O papa," said Daisy, a little shocked, "I do not mean that he is a man one would get fond of."
"Pray who do you think is, Daisy?" said Mr. Randolph, maintaining his gravity admirably.
"Papa, don't you think Capt. Drummond is—and—"
"And who, Daisy?"
"I was thinking—Mr. Dinwiddie, papa." Daisy did not quite know how well this last name would be relished, and she coloured a little apprehensively.
"You are impartial in your professional tastes, I am glad to see," said Mr. Randolph. Then observing how innocent of understanding him was the grave little face of Daisy, he bent down to kiss her.
"And you are unfortunate in your favourites. Both at a distance! How is
Gary McFarlane?"
"Papa, I think he has good nature; but I think he is rather frivolous."