"Well? Let us get to the end of this difficulty if we can."
"I am afraid we cannot, papa. Because if you had told me to do a thing so, you would mean it just so, and I should do it."
Mr. Randolph wrapped his arms round Daisy and brought her close to his breast. "Look here, Daisy," said he "tell me. Do you really try to give thanks everywhere, and for all things, as the word says?"
"I do not try, papa I like to do it."
"Do you give thanks for everything?"
"I think I do, papa; for everything that gives me pleasure."
"For Mrs. Sandford's invitation to-day, for instance."
"Oh, yes, papa," said Daisy, smiling.
He brought the little head down within reach of his lips and kissed it a good many times.
"I wish my little Daisy would not think so much."