Come Daisy--don't be silly." "Mamma," whispered Daisy trembling, "I will sing it any other night but to-night!" "To-night?
what's to-night ?" "To-night is Sunday." "And is that the reason ?" Daisy stood silent, very much agitated.
"I'll have no nonsense of the kind, Daisy.

Sing immediately!" But Daisy stood still.
"Do you refuse me ?" "Mamma--" said Daisy pleadingly.
"Go and fetch me a card from the table." Daisy obeyed.

Mrs.Randolph rapidly wrote a word or two on it with a pencil.
"But where is the gypsy ?" cried Gary McFarlane.
"She has not found her voice yet.

Take that to your father, Daisy." Daisy's knees literally shook under her as she moved across the room to obey this order.

Mr.Randolph was sitting at some distance talking with one of the gentlemen.