I've had it seven times.

Not pleasant; but it don't hurt you much, nine times in ten." "Hush, Mr.Sandford," said his wife.

"Daisy cannot feel about it just as you do." "Never been thrown yet herself, eh! Give her one of those peaches, my dear--she will like that better than meats to-day.

Eat one of my red-cheeked peaches, Daisy; and tell me whether you have any so good at Melbourne.

I don't believe it." Daisy peeled her peach.