"Dr. Sandford, if you are willing to take the trouble of stopping without the certainty of taking Daisy back with you, I have some hopes that the result may be satisfactory to all parties."
"Au revoir, then," said the doctor, and he strode off.
"Now, Daisy," said her father, still having his arms about her
"what is it?"
Mrs. Randolph stood by the table and looked coldly down at the group. Daisy was under great difficulty; that was plain.
"Papa I wish Ransom could tell you!"
"Where is the boy?"
Mrs. Randolph rang the bell.
"It is no use, mamma; he has gone off with Preston somewhere."
"That is a mere subterfuge, Daisy, to gain time."
Daisy certainly looked troubled enough, and timid also; though her meek look at her mother did not plead guilty to this accusation.