"I suppose that will be the next thing," said Mrs. Randolph. "Daisy, you must not eat that cheese."
"What's Daisy's notion?" said Mrs. Gary, appealing to her brother-in-law.
"A child's notion," said Mr. Randolph. "The worst you can say of it is, that it is Arcadian."
"How did it go off, Daisy?" said Gary McFarlane.
"I don't know," said Daisy. "I think it went off pretty well."
"How did the hob-nails behave themselves?"
"They had lots of things to eat," said Ransom. "I don't believe we shall have any strawberries for a day or two ourselves."
"Did you give them strawberries?" said Mrs. Gary.
"A tableful," said Ransom; "and baskets and baskets to take home."
"Something new,—" said Mrs. Gary, eating her salad.