"Preston," said Daisy, abruptly, "I wish you would bring me from Melbourne that tray filled with something, plaster, I don't know what it is, on which Captain Drummond and I studied geography, and history."
"Geography and history on a tray!" said Preston. "That would be one's hands full to carry!"
"Well, but it was," said Daisy. "The tray was smooth filled with something, something a little soft, on which you could mark; and Captain Drummond drew the map of England on it; and we were just getting into the battle what battle was it? when William came over from France, and King Harold met him?"
"Hastings?"
"We were just come to the battle of Hastings, before Captain Drummond went away; and I should like so much to go on with it!"
"But was the battle of Hastings on the tray?"
"No, Preston, but the place was; and Captain Drummond told me about the battles."
"Who is here to tell you about them now, Daisy?"
"Couldn't you? sometimes, now and then?"
"I might; but you see, Daisy, you are coming to Melbourne now, and there will be Silver Lake, and lots of other things to do. You won't want the tray here."