Daisy would have liked to hear all the opinions, but she did not ask for them. Preston was still standing at the back of the sofa, and started a new subject.
"Dr. Sandford, how soon will Daisy's foot let her go to Silver
Lake?"
"In what way do you propose to get there?"
"By boat, sir, across the river; and the rest of the way is walking."
"On plain ground?"
"Not exactly!" said Preston.
"How far do you call it?"
"Three miles."
"Of walking! I think Daisy may walk across this floor by next week; and in a little while after she may go up and down stairs."
"Oh, doctor!" exclaimed Preston. "Why, at that rate, she cannot go to Silver Lake at all!"