"I carried the woman work once, mamma. I had papa's leave to go."
"Did you ask mine?"
"No, mamma. It was papa who had forbidden me to go into any house without leave; so I asked him to let me tell her about the work."
"What was this child here for to-day?"
"Mamma—she is a poor child and could not go to school; and—I was trying to teach her something."
"What were you trying to teach her?"
"To read, mamma—and to do right."
"Have you ever done this before?"
"Yes, mamma—a few times."
"Can it be that you have a taste for low society, Daisy?"