You have no right to please yourself." "Come here, Daisy," said her father, "and bid me good night.

I dare say you were trying to please somebody else.

Tell mamma she must remember the old fable, and excuse you." "What fable, Mr.Randolph ?" the lady inquired, as Daisy left the room.
"The one in which the old Grecian told the difficulty of pleasing more people than one or two at once." "Daisy is ruined!" said Mrs.Randolph.
"I do not see how it appears." "She has not entered into this thing at all as we hoped she would--not at all as a child should." "She looked a hundred years old, in the Game of Life," said Mrs.Gary.
"I never saw such a representation in my life.

You would have said she was a real guardian angel of somebody, who was playing his game not to please her." "I am glad it is over!" said Mrs.Randolph.

"I am tired of it all." And she walked off.