"Do you know what shape the comfort was to take?"
"I think," said the doctor, "I am not quite sure, but I think, it was a rose-bush."
Mr. Randolph looked at his wife and straightened himself up to a sitting posture.
"And what hindered her, Dr. Sandford?"
"I think, some understanding that she had not liberty to go on."
"Very proper in Daisy," said Mrs. Randolph.
"That is your child who is wanting in docility," remarked Mr.
Randolph.
"She might have remembered my orders before she got so far," said the lady.
"I wish you would change the orders," said Dr. Sandford, boldly.
"Not even to oblige you, doctor," said Mrs. Randolph. "Daisy has an idea that the companions who are not fit for her are precisely the ones whom she should cultivate."