Daisy had watched and waited for it; her mother had forbidden her to go in without it.

At last she was sent for, and Daisy sprang away.
Mrs.Randolph was there.
"No noise!--remember," she said, lifting her finger as Daisy came in.
Daisy came near slowly.

Her father held out his hand to her, and folded her in his arms again.
"You are such a noisy child!" he said,--"your mother does wisely to warn you." "She is an excitable child,"-- said Mrs.Randolph;--"and I think you want warning too." "We will keep each other quiet," said Mr.Randolph.
The lady looked on, with what seemed a doubtful eye.

Nobody watched it.
Her husband's eyes were often closed; Daisy's little head lay on his breast, quiet enough, unless when she moved it to give soft noiseless kisses to her father's cheek.

They remained so a good while, with scarce any word spoken; and Mrs.Randolph was busy at her tetting.