I shall not trust the business certainly to her." Daisy wondered a little that Mrs.Sandford, who was so good-natured, could not do what was needful; but she said nothing.
"I think I shall turn over the whole thing in charge to you, Daisy ?" "But, Dr.Sandford, what can _I_ do ?" "Drive down with me to-morrow and see how big the children are, and then have the things made." "But I am afraid I do not know enough." "I dare say you can find out.

_I_ do not know enough--that is very certain; and I have other things to attend to besides overseeing mantua-makers." "Our seamstress could do it,--if I could see her." "Very well, then some other seamstress can.

Now, Daisy--you may look at this." "What a beautiful thing! But what is it, Dr.Sandford ?" "What does it look like ?" "It does not look like anything that I ever saw." "It is a scale from a butterfly's wing." "Why, it is as large as a small butterfly," said Daisy.
The doctor shewed her where the little scale lay, so little that she could hardly see it out of the glass; and Daisy went back to the contemplation of its magnified beauty with immense admiration.

Then her friend let her see the eye of a bee, and the tongue of a fly, and divers other wonders, which kept Daisy busy until an hour which was late for her.

Busy and delightfully amused..