"Did Ransom answer you at the time, Daisy?"
"Yes, sir," Daisy said, in a low voice.
"How?"
"Papa! " said Daisy, confounded.
"What did he say to you?"
"He did not say much " said Daisy.
"Tell me what his answer was?"
"Papa, he struck my ears," said Daisy. A great crimson glow came all over her face, and she hid it in her father's breast; like an injured thing running to shelter. Mr. Randolph was lying on a sofa; he folded his arm round Daisy, but spoke never a word. Mrs. Randolph moved impatiently.
"Boys will do such things," she said. "It is very absurd in Daisy to mind it. Boys will do such things she must learn that it is not her place or business to find fault with her brother. I think she deserved what she got. It will teach her a lesson."
"Boys shall not do such things in my house," said Mr.
Randolph, in his usual quiet manner.