"Sam, take the horses round to the barn; and bring the baskets out of the chaise-box and wait at this gate for us." "Why is he to wait?
where are we going ?" "Going in to get some breakfast." "_Here_, Preston ?--O I can't." "What's the matter ?" "I can't eat anything in there.

I can wait." "Why it looks clean," said Preston; "room and table and woman and all."-- But Daisy still shook her head and was not to be persuaded; and Preston laughing went back to the house.

But presently he came out again bearing a tray in his hand, and brought it to Daisy.

On the tray was very nice looking brown and white bread, and milk and cheese and a platter of strawberries.

Preston got into the chaise and set the tray on his knees.