Don't _you_ go and make yourself stupid.

Why I don't know you.

What is all this ridiculous stuff?
You aren't yourself." "What do you want me to do, Preston ?" said Daisy standing before him, not without a certain childish dignity.

It was lost on him.
"I want you to be my own little Daisy," said he coaxingly.

"Come!--say you will, and give up these outlandish notions you have got from some old woman or other.