It was private glee--in her own mind; she did not offer any conversation; and the doctor, of Mr.Randolph's mind, perhaps, that it was a warm day, threw himself back in his seat and watched her lazily.

Daisy on the contrary sat up and looked busily out.

They drove in the first place for a good distance through her own home grounds, coming out to the public road by the church where Mr.Pyne preached, and near which the wintergreens grew.

It looked beautiful this morning, with its ivy all washed and fresh from the rain.

Indeed all nature was in a sort of glittering condition.