"Yes, mamma I liked it at one time."
"And why not at another time?"
"I found out that somebody else would like it too, mamma; and
I thought "
Mrs. Randolph broke out with a contemptuous expression of displeasure.
"You thought you would put yourself in a corner! You were not manager, Daisy; and you must remember something is due to the one that is. You have no right to please yourself."
"Come here, Daisy," said her father, "and bid me good-night. I dare say you were trying to please somebody else. Tell mamma she must remember the old fable, and excuse you."
"What fable, Mr. Randolph?" the lady inquired, as Daisy left the room.
"The one in which the old Grecian told the difficulty of pleasing more people than one or two at once."
"Daisy is ruined!" said Mrs. Randolph.
"I do not see how it appears."