Daisy never dreamed that anybody was noticing _her_.

She had a disagreeable surprise.
"Daisy," said Mrs.Randolph from a little distance, and across several people,--"Daisy, what did you do that for ?" "Mamma!"-- said Daisy.

"What, mamma ?" "Have you a headache ?" "O no, mamma." "What did you put up your hand to your brow for ?" "Mamma ?"--said Daisy, very much bewildered.

For she knew nothing was the matter, and she could not guess what her mother was thinking of.
Moreover, somehow, Mrs.Randolph's words or manner had acted to stop the voices of all the company in her neighbourhood; and everybody was waiting and looking to see what the subject of interest might be.

Mrs.
Randolph's words could come now with their usual calm distinctness; and Daisy's answers, no matter how softly spoken, could be well heard.