"I will change the word. Do you mean that your purpose is to make, henceforward, your own rules of life?"
"No, papa; I do not mean that."
"What do you mean?"
"Papa," said Daisy, very deliberately, "if I belong to my
Saviour, you know, I must follow His rules."
"Daisy, I shall not cease to require obedience to mine."
"No, papa, but " said Daisy, colouring.
"But what?"
"I don't know very well how to say what I want, papa; it is difficult."
"Try."
"Papa, you will not be displeased?"