16/45 Did you give it to her ?" "I am willing she should have it. Now, Preston, go on ?" "But I say, did you give my mother that spoon ?" "Preston," said Daisy, "do you think it is quite proper to question me in that manner about what you see I do not wish to have you know ?" Preston laughed, though he looked vexed, and kissed her, nobody being in the library; he was too big a boy to have done it if anybody had been looking on. And after that he played the historico-geographical play with her for a very long time; finding it, with Daisy's eagerness and freshness, a very good play indeed. Only he would persist in calling every cause of war, every disputed succession, every rivalry of candidates, an _Egyptian spoon_. |