He was too fond of reading, and his mother often told him to put away his book and run about with the other boys.

This afternoon Miss Laura laid her hand on his shoulder and said, "I was going to give the dogs a little game of ball, but I'm rather tired." "Gammon and spinach," he replied, shaking off her hand, "you're always tired." She sat down in a hall chair and looked at him.

Then she began to tell him about the dog fight.

He was much interested, and the book slipped to the floor.

When she finished he said, "You're a daisy every day.