"She has lost more this week than she had gained in the two months before." Mrs.Randolph made no answer, and did not even move her handsome head, or her delicate hands.
"Can't you get out of this business, Felicia ?" "In the way that I said I would.

You expect your words to be obeyed, Mr.
Randolph; and I expect it for mine." Mr.Randolph resumed his walk.
"Daisy has got some things in her head that must get out of it.

I would as lieve not have a child, as not to have her mind me." Mr.Randolph passed out upon the verandah, and continuing his walk there, presently came opposite the windows of the library.

There he saw Daisy seated at the table, reading.

Her hand was over her brow, and Mr.
Randolph did not feel satisfied with the sober lines of the little mouth upon which the lamplight shone.