Thursday it was to be.

Wednesday evening Dr.Sandford was at Melbourne.

Daisy was considering the arrangements of a little packed basket of her own.
"Are you expecting to have a good time to-morrow, Daisy ?" he asked.
Daisy smiled as she said yes.
"But you will have to keep quiet.

I shall not let you run about like the rest." "I can sit quiet and look at the lake," said Daisy; with so absolutely contented a face that the doctor smiled.
"But in parties of pleasure, do you know, my friend, it generally happens that people cannot do what they expected to do ?" "Then I can do something else," said Daisy, looking very fearless of anything disagreeable.
"Will you let your old friend, Nora Dinwiddie, join the party ?" "Nora! O is Nora coming ?" exclaimed Daisy.
"Mrs.Sandford commissioned me to make the enquiry, Mrs.Randolph, whether one more would be too many?
Her little relation, Daisy's friend I believe, has returned to her for the rest of the season." "Certainly!" Mrs.Randolph said,--"there was room for everybody." The lady's manner told nothing; but nevertheless Daisy did not venture to shew her joy.

She did not say another word about Nora.