"Self-command is a good thing, doctor; but people may have too much of it." And getting hold of Daisy's hand, which the doctor brought within his reach, he again drew the sobbing child to his breast and folded her close in both his arms.

The sobs were very soon hushed; but during all the rest of the doctor's visit and through all the conversation that took place, Daisy and her father never changed their position.

The conversation indeed was not much, being confined to a few quiet questions and answers and remarks; and then Dr.Sandford took his departure, leaving Daisy very unconscious of his movements.

He only waved his hand to Mr.Randolph, with a smile at Daisy who did not see him.
"Daisy--my darling--" said Mr.Randolph, when he was gone.
"Papa!--" came in a whisper.
"What is the matter ?" Daisy lifted her face from its resting place and kissed, with kisses that were like velvet, first one side of her father's mouth and then the other.
"Papa--Dr.Sandford told me I must keep quiet." "Well, you shall," said Mr.Randolph.

"That is right enough.