The Captain tried, cautiously. But his question, and possibly
Daisy's answer, were stimulated by the view of the western
horizon, over which clouds were gathering thick and fast.
Could they get home in time? That was the doubt in both minds.
"Captain Drummond," said Daisy, presently, "I can't bear this shaking."
"Must I go slower?"
"If you please."
"Daisy, do you see how the sky bodes yonder? What do you suppose we shall do if those clouds come up?"
"I don't know," she answered. But she said it with such a quiet tone of voice, that the Captain wondered anew. He had hoped that her fears might induce her to bear the pain.
"Daisy, do you think it will come up a storm?"
"I think it will."
"How soon? you know the signs better than I do. How soon will it be here?"
"It will come soon, I think."