"Have you nothing to say to express your pleasure, Daisy?"—This was
Mrs. Randolph's question.
Daisy at the word pronounced a sober "thank you, aunt Gary." But it was so very sober and passionless that Mrs. Randolph grew impatient.
"I do not hear you express any pleasure, Daisy," she said meaningly.
Daisy turned her face towards her mother with a doubtful look, and was silent.
"Speak!" said Mrs. Randolph.
"What, mamma?"
"Whatever you choose, to shew your sense of your aunt's kindness."
"Do not concern yourself, my dear," said her sister. "I am sorry if I have failed in meeting Daisy's taste—that is all."
"Daisy, speak, or leave the room"—said Mrs. Randolph.
"Mamma," said Daisy, pushed into a corner, "I would speak, but I do not know what to say."