"No, sir you said I must not, you know."
"I believe Juanita is a safe person, Daisy. You may go in, if ever you have another opportunity."
"Thank you, papa."
"What are you going to do with the hundred dollars?" said Mr.
Randolph, putting his head down, and speaking softly.
Daisy waited a minute, checked the swelling of her heart, forbade her tears, steadied her voice to speak; and then said, "I sha'n't have them, papa."
"Why not?"
"I can't fulfil the conditions." Daisy spoke again, after waiting a minute.
"Don't you mean to sing?"
Every time Daisy waited. "I can't, papa."
"Your mother will require it."