While Daisy and Nora were joined by Ella Stanfield; and a great constraint fell upon all three.

Ella was a comparative stranger; a nice looking child, thoughtful and old beyond her years.

She looked like gravity; Nora liked gayety; while Daisy was most like the thing that bears her name.

They stood like little pinks of propriety, without saying anything to each other.

This constraint was soon broken up by the preparations for the march.