She was not accustomed to making fires and boiling kettles, neither to setting tables and washing dishes.

Yet it was not merely, nor so much, the bodily exertion she had made, as the mind work.

The excitement both of pleasure and responsibility and eager desire.

Altogether, Daisy was tired; and sat back in her chaise letting the reins hang languidly in her hands and Loupe go how he would.

But Loupe judged it was best to get home and have some refreshment, so he bestirred himself.