"Oh, that's good, Juanita!" said Daisy. "Hush! Juanita, it is very late for anybody to be out riding!"
"Who is out riding, Miss Daisy?"
"I don't know I hear a horse's feet. Don't you hear. there!"
"It's some young gentleman, maybe, going home, from a dinner- party."
"Don't draw the curtain, Juanita, please! I like it so, I can look out. The moonlight is nice. Somebody is very late, going home from a dinner party."
"They often be. Miss Daisy, the moonlight will hinder you sleeping, I am afraid."
"I can't sleep. It's so good to look out! Juanita there's that horse's feet, stopping just here."
Juanita went to her door, and perceived that Daisy spoke truth. Somebody down at her little wicket had dismounted, and was fastening his horse to the fence. Then a figure came up the walk in the moonlight.
"Juanita!" cried Daisy, with an accent of joy, though she could not see the figure from where she lay, "it's papa!"
"Is she asleep?" said the voice of Mr. Randolph the next minute softly.